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Si Mingjing had a delicate sleeping face, and in his sleep he thought he was holding Liang Liang, and even reached out to rub Liang Liang's hair.
Then, facing Liang Liang's small forehead, he slapped and said, "Liang Liang, you hugged my sister so much that she couldn't breathe."
The moist, hot and soft touch feels like an electric current passing through the forehead, and Mo Yinhe's breath instantly becomes hot.
His eyes stared deeply at the baby in his arm ...
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