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smiled, as radiant as ever. Those tears seemed meaningless to her. Kaka silently embraced her, his warm lips on her earlobe and neck.A dark circle encircled a scene of tranquility, starkly contrasting...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go." so much that you've even learned to cook a few dishes"“Mom, we're almost ready to order.” MuMu said. Although he wasn't tall enough and the kitchen work was a bit tiring, after bringing the chair in,...