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with Rong Ling's thick skin, he couldn't act like a scoundrel in front of his child, so he obediently got up, allowing Lin Meng to slip away from under him like a rabbit. However, losing the tight emb...hed his fists, his black eyes were deep and dark, pursed lips, glaring at him. Lin Meng saw this, reached out, gently enveloping the little fellow's small fist.The little boy glanced at Lin Meng. Lin...