Alana looked up at Julian, and silently asked him to wait.
With the tender drunk goose meat, she put down the bowl and got up when Yuan Bao finished the small bowl of pork floss porridge.
Looking at the sky outside the window seemingly inadvertently, Alana smiled coldly in his eyes.
Yuan Bao grabbed her trouser tube worriedly.
Instead, Alana slightly bent over and squeezed his chubby cheek.
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