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Chapter two thousand five hundred and fifty-six festivals between father and daughter

That is impossible.&1t;/p>

Not to mention two weeks, two lifetimes, I'm afraid there is no hope.&1t;/p>

Young Master Qi said completely to death.&1t;/p>

What else Ye Weilan wants to say? Xiaoxue ran in from outside the door: "Mommy, isn't the soup yet? Xiaoxue is hungry..."&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan Shui Yingying looked at Qi Ye with grievance and walked out with the soup.&1t;/p>

With her "little petty" in mind, the European Emperor's demeanor is obviously much better.&1t;/p>

I don't seem to have given birth to something just now.&1t;/p>

Still that clear and faint face.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan is a little proud.&1t;/p>

It is also a skill to make this celestial being look bad. It is even more of a skill to make him look bad and not find a chance to teach her a lesson.&1t;/p>
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