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... her dress, she came out to look for Shen Rongyu, opened the door, and saw him sitting in the small pavilion in the courtyard playing with Mao Mao, feeding it with a carrot.

In fact, Maomao doesn't really recognize its owner. Whoever feeds it will eat it, and it is quite happy to eat.

Ji Qingzhuo waited for Shen Rongyu to finish feeding a whole carrot before calling him: "Brother Xiaoyu, let's go."

Shen Rongyu raised his hand, the hand holding the carrot was separated by a la ...

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