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... went down in the evening.
“Mommy, Mommy, let’s have a bonfire dinner tonight.”At this moment, little seven ran over happily and held Xuan Yingluo’s hand.
Xuan Yingluo looked up and saw that the two and three had already prepared dinner. There was a jar on the bonfire, and in the jar was the soup that was made for her. It was bubbling with hot bubbles, and the fragrance that assailed her nostrils.
Xuan Yingluo had never had an appetite and ate very little. Now that she sme ...
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