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"Shh!" Lin Wan whispered, her slender white finger raised to the pink tip of Mei Min's nose. "Min Min, be quiet.",On the rug, a little boy about two and a half years old sat quietly, building a block house. After placing a few blocks, he would glance at Lin Wan.,It doesn't matter if the location is a bit off, as long as the company is good.。