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... ursting with anxiety inside.
Despite Mu Anan’s nervousness, Seventh Master was expressionless.
He reached out and patted Mu Anan’s head. “Kiddo, stop fooling around.”
Mu Anan’s heart froze. “You always treat me like a child.”
“Aren’t you?” Seventh Master raised his eyebrows.
“Yes, yes. Anyway, since I’m a child, just dote on me. Don’t stop spoiling me when you have a wife, okay?”
“I won’t,” Zong Zhengyu replied dotingly as he stroked Mu Anan’s hair ...
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