"Xingxin, there are sweets for Mommy." Jiang Xiaoyun shook his head and hugged Lan Xingxing.

"Okay." Daddy and Mommy didn't like the bear biscuits. Lan Xingxing had to pack back one by one to her little schoolbags. How could such a delicious bear biscuit Daddy and Mommy not like it?

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