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Huo Yao's anger subsided a little. He glanced at her head of hair from the corner of his eye and sneered, "Why doesn't it count? Did I promise not to hit you?"

Ye sang was even more shocked.

"But, but, you already took Sangsang's doll."The little girl was now covering her butt. Her cat eyes were wide open, as if she was accusing him of not keeping his word.

In her mind.

Taking her doll and then beating herself up was a liar.

Huo Yao carried her back to the room with a lot of noise. His brothers and sisters, who were sleeping, were also woken up.

The bedroom of the villa was divided into several rooms. Shen Yao and Ye sang were sleeping on one bed and getting off the other. The boy was on the other side of the wall.

Shen Yao rubbed her eyes in a daze. Her long hair was loose and disheveled. She rubbed her little face. When she saw her sister pressed on Huo Yao's leg, she was a little confused