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She walked to Rong Ling's side, tilting her head up at him playfully. Rong Ling lowered his head and just responded with a "good." Through the tight-fitting yoga outfit she was wearing, he saw two glimpses of white and tender flesh. Because of breastfeeding, that area had developed even better. He immediately remembered the feeling of that smooth skin, softer than tofu, and dark sparks jumped in his eyes.,The child probably cried so hard that it took a while for him to finally stop sobbing.,At this time, most of the furniture was damaged. With their teeth starting to grow in, they were no longer content biting on plastic toys. Basically, anything they saw, they would put into their mouths and bite. Small bowls, spoons, children's cloth books, small balls, rattles, and other small toys had all been gnawed by them. Children are always fickle, the same toy, after playing for a few days, they lose interest, stop playing, and begin actively expanding their territory, looking for anything novel in their eyes. At this point, any furniture with fine legs became the target of these two little ones. The two were like partners in crime, often holding onto a wooden leg together and gnawing on it, giggling at each other from time to time, making people both laugh and cry.。