It wasn't until the bowl of rice was eaten that the child, who was already sleeping abnormally, saw that he was about to fall asleep again, so he put her on the soft quilt, coaxed her to close her eyes, and turned around to ask if there were any sequelae of Dongzhi's child's injury.

As soon as the spur got up, he felt a fluttering light on his hand...

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