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... ocean…”
Ming Ansheng gently patted Xiaojiao’s chest as he recited the story. He had memorized most of the famous fairy tales by now.
He also knew that Xiaojiao liked it when he didn’t read too fast. She liked him to be animated and lively, too.
His deep and manly voice was as fine as aged wine. His voice traveled to Su Yue’s ears.
It was now past midnight and Su Yue yawned repeatedly. She was getting sleepy as she listened to Ming Ansheng reciting the sto ...
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