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ntire audience. Only after ensuring that no one dared to mess with the girl in his arms did he retract his gaze. Lowering his head, he looked at the girl lazily leaning against him, and Gu Jianxi felt...hat little Mumu also put down the blocks in her hand and grabbed a triangular block, continuing to play as if nothing had happened. But after all, she was just a child with a childish heart, unable to...