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I don't know how it happened. Shao Qian raised his hand and rubbed the tears on his back with his tongue. Then he said with a little doubt on his face: "Slightly sweet."

Mrs. Shang saw him in this move, and then looked at himself with doubtful eyes. This one laughed when he couldn’t resist it. She directly held Shao Qian’s hand in her hand and clicked Shao Qian’s forehead with one hand: Sweet is not called tears."

"Book, said, happy, tears are, sweet." Shao Qian looked at Mr ...

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