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... u stepmother."

He said he walked in front of Su Shi, hugged her arm in a dog-legged manner, and coquettishly with her, "A beautiful kind stepmother, have you brought me anything, I am starving to death."

He felt his stomach and pretended to be poor.

Su Shi poked out his hand on his forehead, "Go home for dinner, go to bed early, and I'll be back tomorrow. I'll take you and Xiao Qiao to the airport to pick you up."

Hearing the words, Beibei was very happy. "Well, I can ...

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