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。Fang Liu City raised his eyes to look at Wen Nuan. She sat there coldly, not even ordering food, clearly not wanting to move. He didn't care though, and ordered two of the same thing. 。He looked a..."Hi, kid" 。Mo Chen greeted the children, unsure what expression to make at this unexpected gift he had never met before. Though beautiful, it caught him off guard. 。When fortune cookies fall from the sky, and you happen to not be hungry, you can't bear to eat them, but you don't want to throw them away either. You want to save them for later. That's how Mo Chen feels right now. 。He smiled a little stiffly, trying to convey his good intentions, but he didn't know if Mori could feel it. 。Mo Chen thought about his future. He would continue to work for the Mafia, find the woman he loved, and have three sons and a daughter. After all, his older brother and Mo Xiaobai had no children, so they needed to have children to inherit the Mafia. 。to himself, would it be a case of all style and no substanceSuch a good race car is brokenGu Baobei was a little worried, so she reversed the car. Seeing them, father and son, playing happily together...