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... said with narrowed eyes. "I consider myself to have good patience, but in this situation, I really can’t tolerate it any longer."

"Okay. If it’s inconvenient for you, I’ll go with you," An Hao said, holding his hand.

"Mmm," Qin Jian nodded.

Perhaps the sound of their voices was too loud; Little Chenyang frowned several times and started to cry loudly.

An Hao quickly picked him up, stretched her hand underneath him to check his diaper, which was dry. He must have b ...

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