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... d, swaying back and forth .
The door was pushed open, and a gracefully looking, a middle-aged woman walked in with a bowl of steaming soup . Looking at how focused Zhuge Xiaoyu was, she smiled without making a noise . After putting the bowl on the table, she walked over to sit on the bed . She stroked Xiaoyu’s hair and said lovingly, “look at you, you’re so focused that you’re almost out of your mind . ”
Zhuge Xiaoyu turned over and stretched out, lying lazily, “mother, I fou ...
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