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... ?” Zheng Zheng said silently at his daughter. “Where is it wrong?”
The cloud painting refers to the bowl of scraps next to it. "Dad, you can eat the same as us."
When Zheng Yue saw it, he immediately smiled and reluctantly poked the forehead of the cloud painting. "I just don't want to waste it. Besides, I don't like to eat it at all."
Cloud painting nodded and deliberately asked: "Which is mys?"
"I know what I want to ask." Talking about Zheng Yue is helpless. "After ...
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