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... nted each other. Half an hour had passed by the time Lin Wanwan had almost finished boiling the water in the pot, and the aroma of tea had already filled half of the camp.
In the tent behind her, Baye Feng was still watching his sister sleep.
Kids at this age, in other tents within the tribe, are already able to sleep on their own, but not Baya Naba.
Because she knows as long as she opens her mouth and wails, even without tears, her brother will appear at the bedside to k ...
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