The mother's words were like a beacon for Wen Ying, causing the mist that had shrouded her for days to disperse.

She nodded busily, such a good way out, where would she disagree.

Although Nanjing was still worried, she saw that her daughter had no resistance, and her heart could be relaxed a little.

Wen Ying shrank into her mother's arms, felt the temperature on her body, and her nose couldn't control pantothenic acid: "There is no one in this Zhuangzi......

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