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... mind, child?”
Ye Xue’e was taken aback, her delicate finger poking her daughter’s forehead with a smile and a rebuke, “Your mother has said so much, but it seems I’ve spoken in vain.”
“Mother, you seem to really like Senior Brother Ji.”
Lin Qingluo, whose intelligence was unparalleled, sensed something amiss from her mother’s inadvertently revealed maternal smile.
Considering one possibility, she couldn’t help but feel goosebumps.
She was only twelve year ...
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