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At this time, the egg was tired of crying and sitting in Wenle | My arms were smoking and smoking, and my nose and mouth were all red and delicate, and I was trying my best to reach out a little fat hand and mouth, and I was going to get the pearl that had lost its luster in the palm of my hand.

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The raccoon dog smiled and stretched out his hand to take the egg from Wenleyang's arms to his arms, and stuffed the beads into that chubby hand....