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... Shen family's old house.
A begonia red plush cloak, no girl can refuse.
Shen Xinghua looked straight at it.
He stumbled on his foot and couldn't even take his eyes back.
As soon as he walked out of the house, Shen Nian put on his cloak.
Li Xiuniang rushed out and shouted, "Sister Nian, you kid, you forgot to bring the hand warmer."
“Thank you, mother.”
Shen Nian took the hand warmer and put his hands in front of him. His small face became smal ...
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