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150, mild feeling(3/3)

She was so angry that she was still angry.

"...It's really good." She smiled and repeated, "They're really good."

Conner looked at his eyes and his nose and his heart, and made up his mind and did not get involved.

What's this called? Wenhe's two fathers have conflicts, so what else can he say? No matter what he says, he is not a human inside or outside.

"Sleep." Wen lay on the bed, "I won't go, sleep."

Connor opened his mouth: "…"

He was very sensible and said nothing.

But Wen's artillery fire was aimed at him and asked fiercely: "Why don't you speak?"

"I--" Conner immediately wanted to send Wen to the two quarrels, and let Wen, who was in anger, beat the two Bruces, "I don't know what to say, baby."

"Aren't you very good at talking?"

"This is different."

"What's different?" Wen said with a smile, "Isn't it just one of my father and the other one of my father?"

This is completely different! Talking to you is completely different from talking to your two fathers! It’s different from wherever you are! There is no place in the same place at all!

Connor hesitated and hesitated, and finally he said helplessly in Wen's eyes: "Even if I think there is something wrong with them, I can't just say bad things about them."

Wen finally let Connor go.

"Forget it, let them quarrel." Wen Man said carelessly, "I've slept. I've been in a hurry for several days."

It was obviously a development she had expected in the morning.
Chapter completed!
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