Chapter 37
Desserts were crammed onto the long wooden table, their sweet and tempting aroma wafting into everyone’s noses, almost stealing their souls.
Wei Maomao looked at the cake closest to her and swallowed. The fluffy chocolate cake base steadily supported a thick layer of creamy cheese frosting, clearly made with real ingredients. On top, popcorn kernels were dotted, perfectly caramelized, looking crispy and sweet…
Huh?
Wait…
Why were there movie theater popcorn kernels sprinkled on top of a cheesecake?
“Baby… Baby, wake up, time for breakfast.”
As Wei Chengli’s voice reached her ears, a strong scent of green onions assaulted her nostrils, rudely cleaving through the air like a sharp sword, sweeping away the wooden table along with all the enticing desserts, shattering the dream in an instant.
Wei Maomao was half-awake, her heart broken.
This was too much! Even though it was a dream, at least let her have a bite! Every day it was either mush or ginger, now there were even green onions, how was she supposed to live!
One more time, one more time, she wouldn’t be greedy, wouldn’t linger and choose, she would take a bite right away!
Wei Chengli leaned over the bed and called out a few more times. Seeing the little chubby dumpling, sprawled out on the bed, furrow her brows and sniff the air as if she were about to wake up, he paused for a couple of seconds. But the little one just turned over, burying her face in the thin blanket, her body flattening out as if she were going back to sleep…
“Maomao! Don’t pretend to be asleep again! I saw you wake up, breakfast is delicious today, hurry up and get up.” Ever since he discovered the little rascal’s talent for feigning sleep last night, Wei Chengli now preferred to err on the side of caution.
Wei Chengli’s voice, mixed with the pungent smell of green onions, had transformed from a fleeting sword into a persistent annoyance, completely destroying the beautiful dream she had painstakingly salvaged, leaving not even a trace behind.
Wei Maomao buried her head under the pillow, refusing to listen to Wei Chengli.
She was truly angry.
Ever since her rebirth, her sleep had been filled with either nightmares or dreams of working to pay off debts. Finally, perhaps because she had met Cheng Tingyan yesterday and was in a better mood, she had a good dream… Before she could even taste anything, she was being woken up to continue her suffering.
Her three-year-old body protested, she couldn’t take it anymore!
“Are you really asleep? I won’t fall for it again, get up quickly…” Wei Chengli mumbled, reaching out to pull the little chubby dumpling out from under the pillow.
Wei Maomao closed her eyes, lying motionless. Although she was awake, she decided to express her refusal of the evil Wei Chengli with her actions.
“Knock, knock…” It was the sound of knuckles rapping against wood.
Wei Chengli stopped his rambling.
Footsteps faded away, followed by the sound of the door opening.
Again?
Wei Maomao was speechless, using the same trick so frequently, even a three-year-old wouldn’t fall for it, okay?
“Yan Yan? Why are you here?”
In the distance, Wei Chengli’s voice seemed to carry a hint of surprise.
The familiar scene, the familiar lines, his acting had even improved, sounding more genuine than last night.
A good director who invested all his skill points into acting, huh?
Wei Maomao found it amusing and couldn’t help but curl her lips into a smile. However, she quickly regained her impassive expression.
Hmph, let’s see how you keep acting by yourself.
Silence, no more sounds…
For a long time, there was no sound.
Wei Maomao waited and waited with her eyes closed, growing impatient. Just as she couldn’t resist opening her eyes to peek at what Wei Chengli was doing, she suddenly felt a light breeze on her face.
You sly dog, Wei Chengli!
He actually came back to the bedside secretly!
Can’t trick me out of bed, so you’re going to resort to pretending to be a ghost and scaring your child, huh!
Wake up! If your child was truly only three years old, she would be scared to death by this trick!
Now was the time to avenge last night’s humiliation!
No sooner said than done, within a second, the chubby, seemingly sleeping little dumpling flipped over, making an incredibly agile maneuver.
“Eat this…” With a loud shout, Wei Maomao’s chubby foot shot out.
Cheng Tingyan, whose nose was a hair’s breadth from the sole of that chubby foot: “…”
Wei Maomao, who had just opened her eyes: “…” Her toes slowly curled up.
Cheng Tingyan’s face was full of bewilderment, looking at the retreating chubby foot, she asked hesitantly, “I… eat?”
Her question was met with a lump of something unidentifiable swiftly scrambling back under the covers…
On this ordinary morning, when everyone should be enjoying a delicious breakfast, many electronic devices suffered a cruel fate.
“Hahahahaha! Maomao, pay for my screen! — From a poor soul wiping away biscuit crumbs while typing ‘hahaha’”
“When Director Wei went to open the door, I saw Maomao secretly smirking, I knew something was going to go wrong, but I didn’t expect it to be my keyboard!!! — From a keyboard that’s currently absorbing spilled milk”
“Honestly, Maomao’s kick wasn’t fast, she was clearly being merciful to Director Wei. But if that kick had landed on Yan Yan, even if Yan Yan wasn’t hurt, I think the three-year-old baby would be tempted to cook mush for her dad herself, hahaha! — You know why she’s called CEO Mao, right! My tablet!”
“Director Wei is so mean, playing mind games, using real and fake Yan Yan to manipulate the little baby.”
“Hahaha, ‘manipulate,’ he’s doomed, I think the little bunny under the covers is furious!”
“Why doesn’t the camera have X-ray vision! I want to see the little bunny all puffed up!!!”
“I have a bold idea, maybe Maomao isn’t furious under the covers, but… smelling her feet?”
“The person above, leave your name, after Maomao takes care of Director Wei, you’re next!”
“Ahhh, I want to see the feet smelling！！！！！Even if I’m the third one to get taken care of, I still want to see it!”
“Hahaha, speaking of, our CEO Mao really cares about her image, especially when Yan Yan is around. Yesterday, when she arrived, she even wiped herself with fragrance before approaching Yan Yan, and wouldn’t let Yan Yan into the bathroom. Did you guys notice, when Director Wei used the Daddy Kiss Card, he complained about Maomao’s feet being dirty, but when she came out of the bathroom, her feet were clean, hahaha, she spent all that time washing her feet!”
“Imagine a three-year-old baby desperately scooping water and scrubbing her feet in the bathroom, hahaha, I’m dying of laughter.”
“Hahaha, I’m about to break my table from laughing so hard, what was going on with Yan Yan just now, being so serious, she couldn’t have actually thought Maomao was inviting her for a taste, hahaha!”
“Quick! CEO Mao, stop smelling your little fragrant feet, come out and take care of Director Wei!”
“Maybe they’re stinky feet?”
“NO! Our CEO Mao’s feet must be fragrant! I don’t care!”
“Hahaha, you guys are going to kill me with laughter, talking about Maomao like this, when she grows up and sees these comments, she’s going to have a nice chat with you!”
…
Were they being mean?
Not necessarily.
Speaking of just now, opening her eyes to realize that the person she was about to kick had changed from Wei Chengli to Cheng Tingyan, Wei Maomao’s mind went blank. By the time she reacted, she had already retreated under the covers.
Thank goodness, thank goodness her legs were short and hadn’t touched Yan Yan.
Wei Maomao huddled on the bed, hugging her left foot, which had been brushed by Yan Yan’s breath and was still a bit itchy, feeling incredibly relieved.
Hmm…
But…
Wei Maomao tried to pull her left foot closer and sniffed it.
It shouldn’t be stinky, right?
But wasn’t there a saying that people don’t think their own feet smell, but others do…
Ahhh!
She almost kicked Yan Yan! And Yan Yan had smelled her potentially stinky feet!
She didn’t want to live anymore!
Wei Maomao released her aching foot, lying flat, completely losing interest in life, let alone seeking revenge.
This must be a dream, she definitely hadn’t woken up yet!
The corner of the blanket next to her rustled, then was lifted.
What followed was bright daylight, fresh air, and…
“Yan Yan, I haven’t washed my face yet.” Wei Maomao covered her face.
Hmm? Didn’t this hand just touch her feet… Forget it, it didn’t matter at this point…
“Come on, I’ll help you brush your teeth and wash your face.” Cheng Tingyan reached out and poked the chubby little arm on the bed. “I brought you breakfast.”
How should she put it, thankful that Cheng Tingyan didn’t press the matter, after washing her face, changing into clean clothes, and applying fragrance, Wei Maomao felt a bit better.
Life was bearable again, and her brain had returned.
“Yan Yan, why didn’t I hear you talk before you came in? I only heard my dad’s voice.” Wei Maomao asked as Cheng Tingyan led her out of the room.
“Because your dad made this gesture to me as soon as he opened the door.” Cheng Tingyan turned her head, raising her free hand and placing her index finger on her lips. “This means ‘be quiet,’ right? I thought you were still asleep, so I didn’t say anything.”
Wei Maomao: “…” As expected, it was premeditated! That’s just like you, Wei Chengli.
“Oh, and your dad also made this gesture to me before he left.” Cheng Tingyan released Wei Maomao’s hand, stepped back to create more space, bent down, held her hands close to her chest like a little animal, tiptoed sneakily for a couple of steps, then stopped and straightened up. She frowned slightly and continued, “This should mean ‘come in quietly,’ right? So I came in very quietly. Did I scare you?”
Wei Maomao: “No…” Heh, good job, Wei Chengli!
“Maomao.” Seeing that they were about to reach the courtyard after crossing a threshold, Cheng Tingyan, who felt she had figured something out, reached out and grabbed Wei Maomao, asking seriously, “I did scare you just now, didn’t I? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have tried to kick me…”
“I didn’t want to kick you… I wouldn’t kick you!” Seeing that the topic had finally returned to this incident, although she didn’t want to talk about this embarrassing mistake, she had to make her stance clear.
“Then who did you want to kick…” Cheng Tingyan frowned even more, her grip on Wei Maomao’s hand tightening unconsciously. She lowered her voice nervously and asked, “Does your dad often scare you like this?”
Wei Maomao froze.
Alright, as expected, yesterday’s mush had given Cheng Tingyan quite a shock. Even though Wei Chengli had eaten the entire ginger feast by himself in front of them last night, she still felt that Wei Chengli and Cheng Feiying had something in common.
So the question returned.
Should she nod, let Cheng Tingyan feel that she wasn’t alone in being treated this way, and gain Yan Yan’s care, concern, and closer friendship? Or should she shake her head and stay honest…
This time, Wei Maomao hardened her heart and chose the latter.
“No, he’s just playing with me.” Wei Maomao said sincerely.
She could feel that Yan Yan’s grip on her hand hadn’t loosened.
“Really, we’re just playing. I saw in a documentary that you shouldn’t be taken advantage of, no matter what. I won’t be taken advantage of, I’ll do this!” As she spoke, Wei Maomao kicked out with her chubby foot. Her ears flushed red, embarrassed by her childish and somewhat suggestive action.
Cheng Tingyan’s hand slowly loosened.
“Maomao… It’ll be better when you grow up.” Cheng Tingyan reached out and gently patted the little chubby bunny’s soft head. She paused, then added, “No, it’ll be better when I grow up.”
“…” Wei Maomao just looked at the gentle pity in Cheng Tingyan’s eyes, gradually solidifying into determination.
Wait! So even after she answered like this, Yan Yan would still misunderstand? That bowl of mush was really making her stubborn!
But it’ll be better when I grow up… Did that mean she would protect her? Wei Maomao’s heart felt like it was on fire, burning hot, making her head feel feverish. For a moment, she couldn’t think of anything to say to explain Wei Chengli’s actions.
But Wei Maomao didn’t know that Cheng Tingyan wasn’t entirely sure what kind of person Wei Chengli was either.
To Cheng Tingyan, the little chubby bunny’s dad was a very complex person. He would force Maomao to eat that horrible mush, but when it came to the disgusting ginger dishes, he ate them all himself and didn’t force Maomao to eat… When using the Daddy Kiss Card, he didn’t make things difficult for Maomao, but at home, he would deceive and scare her…
Every time she thought he was bad, he would then seem quite good. Every time she started to think he wasn’t like her own dad, he would then do something bad again, making him difficult to figure out…
However, Cheng Tingyan clearly remembered that afternoon, seeing the little chubby bunny in the courtyard, crying so pitifully over that bowl of mush.
When she was as young as Maomao, she couldn’t distinguish between what was real and what was fake. Back then, when she participated in the first season of “Where’s Baby Going,” she had also thought her dad was good… Now, the little chubby bunny couldn’t distinguish between them either, right?
It would be better when she grew up, when the little chubby bunny grew as old as her, she wouldn’t be deceived anymore.
And when she grew up, she would be able to protect herself, protect Maomao, Cheng Tingyan thought with increasing determination as she led Wei Maomao across the threshold.
“You’re up?” In the courtyard, Wei Chengli sat at the stone table, looking at the little rascal and snorted. “It had to be Yan Yan who came, huh? Now you don’t listen to Dad anymore, Dad calling you is useless, is that right?”
“Maomao is still young, little kids are just slow to wake up, it’s not that she’s not listening to you.” Cheng Tingyan, already on edge, instinctively stepped forward, shielding Wei Maomao behind her. She clenched her fists, gathered her courage, and quickly explained.
Wei Chengli: ???
Wei Maomao: …
“Cough, Yan Yan, um…” Looking at the serious, tense expression on Cheng Tingyan’s face, Wei Chengli tried to soften his voice and asked, “I was just… joking… You know what a joke is, right? I was just saying something casually, I wasn’t talking about Maomao…”
The little girl’s cold mask didn’t disappear because of Wei Chengli’s explanation.
Wei Maomao savored one last second of the joy of being protected under a misunderstanding, then walked around Cheng Tingyan and quickly dashed forward.
Then Cheng Tingyan saw…
The little chubby bunny who had darted out from behind her opened her arms, running and calling out in a sweet voice, “Daddy!”
The little chubby bunny’s dad across from her instantly beamed, squatting down with open arms, looking quite touched as he responded, “Baby!”
What was it called, like on TV, it was called…
Oh, mutual affection, in dramas, it represented happiness.
Cheng Tingyan slightly relaxed the vigilant string in her heart, then, in the next second, she saw the reality of the situation.
The little chubby bunny charged forward, embracing… the stone stool to the left of her dad?
“Daddy, Daddy, I love you the most, Daddy!” Wei Maomao’s voice was cloyingly sweet, clinging to her words, while rubbing her face against the stone stool she was hugging.
Cheng Tingyan instinctively looked at the little chubby bunny’s dad.
“Wei Maomao!” Wei Chengli stood up, hands on his hips, fuming. “Didn’t you have enough fun last night! All the pillows, blankets, bedposts, cabinets in the room are your dad! Now even this stool outside is your dad! Then who am I?!”
“You’re a liar, my dad said not to talk to liars.” Wei Maomao raised her head, sticking out her tongue. “Blech, blech, blech!”
“I never said that!” Wei Chengli slammed his hand on the stone stool, so angry that he forgot to use baby talk. “Have you switched from copying to creating now?”
“Why are you hitting my dad! You slept with my dad, pillowed my dad, covered yourself with my dad yesterday, and now you’re hitting my dad today!” Wei Maomao caressed the stone stool, her face full of heartache. “Dad doesn’t hurt.”
“…Heh.” Wei Chengli was both amused and exasperated by her good acting. “Why don’t you go act in a drama if you love acting so much? It was just one prank yesterday, you’re still angry after a whole night, such a big temper for such a small baby?”
Cheng Tingyan’s lips moved slightly. According to her previous thinking, with the little chubby bunny’s dad shouting so loudly, she should definitely go protect the little chubby bunny. But the problem was, she didn’t know what to say now, these two were… how were they so funny!
One was hugging a stool and wailing ‘daddy,’ the other was stomping his feet and spinning in circles, Cheng Tingyan watched, her tightly clenched fists gradually loosening, a faint smile appearing in her eyes.
Wei Chengli, exasperated to the point of leaning on the table, naturally didn’t have the extra attention to spare for another child. However, even amidst his playful banter with the little rascal, Wei Maomao never took her eyes off Cheng Tingyan.
Seeing her relax, her expression soften, no longer standing protectively in front of her, Wei Maomao’s heart also softened.
“Where’s breakfast?” Wei Maomao felt it was time and looked up at Wei Chengli.
Wei Chengli laughed in exasperation. “Ask your stone stool dad to make it for you.”
“Daddy, Daddy, make me breakfast, I’m your most beloved baby.” Wei Maomao lowered her head, pressing her face against the stool and patting it. She wasn’t afraid of Wei Chengli. After being tricked yesterday, as a three-year-old, she couldn’t even land a punch on him. But then she remembered how Wen Xiang had been driven to the brink by Wen Dongyu. Hmph, who couldn’t bully whom.
Wei Maomao’s performance was flawless, both in her singing and acting, successfully making him squat down.
But Wei Maomao didn’t expect that instead of yielding like last night, she was met with…
“I farted loudly when I was sitting on that stool just now.” Wei Chengli bent down, whispering like a devil.
The viewers in the live broadcast room, who had spent the entire morning bracing themselves, had learned their lesson. They immediately covered their mouths whenever they saw Maomao about to speak or make a suspicious move, safely navigating through one “Daddy, Daddy” after another while stifling their laughter.
But they didn’t expect that this time, it was Wei Chengli who launched the ultimate attack!
“Oh my god! These two! I owe them something! Hahaha! Come and compensate me for my computer!”
“Director Wei, why didn’t you learn something good, you had to learn to throw bombs like Maomao! Let me thank you on behalf of my keyboard!”
“This is why you guys are so slow to eat breakfast! Learning from my mistakes, I finished mine quickly! Safely dodged this one, hahaha!”
“Hahaha, so a three-year-old can jump this high, they didn’t misname her Wei Bunny!”
“It can be said that she’s very agile, hahaha, Maomao startled even Director Wei when she jumped.”
“Whose fault is it, hahaha, it’s Director Wei who mentioned farting first! Our CEO Mao had been rubbing her face against that stool for a while! Poor little chubby face, it must be stinky now!”
“It’s all Director Wei’s fault, he tricked the child yesterday and wouldn’t even let her vent her anger, he even held her back and watched her throw punches at the air, laughing at that time, and then the whole room became ‘daddy.’ Hahaha!”
“That’s Director Wei for you, coaxing her for half a night yesterday, and he still dares to do it this morning! It seems the whole village is about to be ‘daddy’ soon!”
“The little chubby bunny is good at copying homework, remember to pay Wen Dongdong the copyright fee, hahaha!”
…
What the viewers could think of, Wei Chengli could also think of.
He still remembered vividly how Wen Xiang had been so angry that he even burned the fish yesterday.
The whole village being Maomao’s dad, that image was too beautiful, he didn’t dare to imagine it.
In the end, the father-daughter battle once again ended with Wei Chengli repeatedly yielding.
Wei Chengli had witnessed how mischievous the little rascal could be. Looking at Cheng Tingyan, his gaze was filled with envy. Clearly, they had only known each other through the TV screen, but they were already so close when they met, he was deeply envious!
Cheng Tingyan, who had been enthusiastically invited by Wei Chengli to stay for breakfast, felt uneasy under his kind but intense gaze.
However, the current problem was…
“Maomao, if the food your dad makes later isn’t good, you can give it all to me.” While Wei Chengli went to the stove, Cheng Tingyan opened her bag and showed Wei Maomao what was inside. “I brought you food, I’ll give it to you when we go out.”
“Did your dad make these this morning?” Wei Maomao peered inside, seeing eggs and steamed buns wrapped in plastic bags.
“Mmm.” Cheng Tingyan nodded. “The adults went out early to do their tasks, and it seems everyone got different things. I don’t know what your dad got.”
“So this is your breakfast, right?” Wei Maomao asked again.
Cheng Tingyan: “…”
Just as they were talking, Wei Chengli came out carrying a tray.
“Scallion oil noodles are here!” Wei Chengli set down the tray, placing two smaller bowls of noodles in front of the two little ones, a larger bowl in front of himself, and said, “It’s definitely delicious this time, I already tasted it!”
Cheng Tingyan pressed Wei Maomao’s hand under the table, signaling for her to eat first.
Her resigned expression turned into surprise after taking a mouthful of noodles.
“Delicious, right! They provided a recipe with the ingredients this time, I followed it exactly, it’s really delicious.” Seeing the change in Cheng Tingyan’s expression, Wei Chengli looked pleased. He nudged the spoon into the little chubby dumpling’s hand. “I cut the noodles in your bowl shorter and didn’t mash them, you can use a spoon to eat.”
“Daddy…” Wei Maomao poked the noodles in her bowl. Seeing Wei Chengli’s expectant, almost shining eyes, she swallowed her words and took a bite.
The seasoning was just right, not too oily or greasy, fragrant, a very normal, even somewhat delicious taste.
“Delicious, right?” Wei Chengli patted the little dumpling’s soft head.
Wei Maomao slowly nodded.
Wei Chengli smiled with satisfaction, picked up his bowl, and took a big mouthful. But before he could swallow the noodles, he suddenly paused, slapped the table, and said, “Oh right, I also boiled eggs, I’ll go peel a couple for you.”
With that, he happily headed back to the stove.
Wei Maomao tilted her head up slightly, swallowing hard a couple of times with an empty mouth, suppressing the urge to vomit.
“Maomao? Are you crying?” Cheng Tingyan immediately noticed something was wrong and quickly picked up her chopsticks, taking a bite of the chopped noodles from her bowl. She froze after tasting it. “It’s the same, it’s quite delicious.”
“I’m not crying. It’s quite delicious.” Wei Maomao wiped her eyes, smiled, and took another spoonful of noodles.
It was quite delicious, she didn’t know where the program team got the recipe from, it was even better than what she had made in her previous life.
But… why did it have to be scallion oil noodles?
In her previous life, before that jerk Wei Chengli went to his death, their last meal together was scallion oil noodles she had made.
Since then, she could barely tolerate scallions, and scallion oil was…
This taste was truly unbearable.
Wei Maomao took several more spoonfuls, taking advantage of the short, soft noodles to shove several spoonfuls into her mouth at once, swallowing them whole without chewing.
Cheng Tingyan took out a freshly dried handkerchief and pressed it against the little chubby bunny’s face. She understood, the taste of the noodles was fine for her, even quite good. But clearly, Maomao didn’t like them.
Really… didn’t like them at all.
But she… was forcing herself to eat them…
Why?
Just now, they seemed to be arguing, but their relationship seemed good. But now Maomao was like this again…
Cheng Tingyan couldn’t understand, and she didn’t plan to continue thinking about it.
Wei Maomao swallowed the noodles in her mouth, her spoon dropping down again, only to find the bowl was gone. She followed the direction the bowl had gone and saw Cheng Tingyan holding her bowl, chopsticks flying as she stuffed mouthful after mouthful of chopped noodles into her mouth, while vigilantly watching Wei Chengli’s back by the stove.
Yan Yan… Wei Maomao’s eyes flickered.
“Don’t eat it, I can tell him…” Wei Maomao pressed down on Cheng Tingyan’s hand holding the chopsticks.
The latter’s gaze, stopping her, was a bit stern.
There weren’t actually that many noodles in a serving for a three-year-old. Wei Maomao had already eaten several spoonfuls, and the rest was quickly devoured by Cheng Tingyan, who managed to finish it before Wei Chengli came back with the peeled eggs.
“Wow, is it really that good? You ate it so quickly? It seems I can make it for you again next time.” Wei Chengli was delighted to see Wei Maomao’s empty bowl.
Wei Maomao: “…”
She wanted to say it wasn’t good, she wanted to say don’t make it again, but looking at his young face, almost radiant with joy, her voice got stuck in her throat.
Clearly, when the main episode aired, if this scene was included, he would also know the truth. But at this moment, Wei Maomao couldn’t bring herself to say it.
The last time they had eaten scallion oil noodles together, he had been a drunkard, his eyes dim, about to go seek his own death in a few hours. He was a completely different person from… now.
Past sorrows were like fine threads binding her heart. By the time Wei Maomao snapped out of her thoughts, Cheng Tingyan had already eaten half of her own bowl of noodles.
“Don’t eat anymore, you’ll feel sick if you eat too much.” Wei Maomao anxiously reached out again, pressing down on Cheng Tingyan’s chopsticks.
This time, Cheng Tingyan put them down.
“Right, right, you’ve already had breakfast, I gave you a bit too much.” Wei Chengli looked at the two peeled boiled eggs in the bowl and asked, “Then Yan Yan, can you still eat the eggs?”
Cheng Tingyan shook her head.
“It’s okay, I’ll eat them. Maomao, you eat one too.” Wei Chengli took out an egg and offered it.
“No.” Wei Maomao’s mouth was full of the taste of scallion oil, she had no appetite at all.
“Little babies have to eat eggs to be smart, you didn’t eat much noodles, you can eat it. How about half? I’ll split it for you.” Wei Chengli was immersed in the joy of his scallion oil noodles success, taking a step back and gently breaking the egg in half.
It’s just…
Perhaps he was a bit too immersed, he didn’t hold it steady, and half of the yolk fell out.
It fell onto…
“Baby, is it too late to say I didn’t do it on purpose?” Wei Chengli, bending down, looked at the yolk stuck to the little chubby foot, his voice trembling with friendliness.
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