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... Yun, she naturally came close to them.
The plump aunt who shoved Teacher Xiao Yun aside didn't notice, amidst her tirade, that Mu Xue'Er, who was held in Zhang Feng's arms, raised her delicate hand high.
"Pia!" She slapped the chubby woman's face.
Then she let out an angry, childish voice: "Don't curse at my daddy!"
Sure, you can call Teacher Xiao Yun a little wretch; it's whatever. You can say Teacher Xiao Yun and my dad are doing something, and I'd even be looki ...
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