Liam Mitchell had no opinion about bringing one more child. As long as his wife and children were not in danger, he would be just a marginal figure, not a talkative person, and would just be a bag carrier.
"Dad, An An wants to go down."
Little Pumpkin got down from his father's arms, and before he could even stand firmly on the ground, he ran to his brother, hid behind him, and looked at Qin Du with his big eyes.
Suddenly I thought of my mother's teachings.
She whispered in a cute little voice: "Hello."
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