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... otan's palms were sweaty. He looked here and then there.
Shen Wei was expressionless, while Quan Hanting was as silent as a chicken.
After breakfast, Quan Hanting took Zanzan to the living room.
The little guy pointed to his shoulder, his black eyes silently expressing his longing.
"Want to come again?"
Nodding.
"Okay! Sit down, hold on tight—" Just as he finished speaking, Zan Zan was pinched by both armpits and rested on his shoulders.< ...
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