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Wen Lun's forehead rested on Chen Xiaolian's shoulder. Only after a long while did he lightly call out. "Big Brother?" His voice was uncertain.

Wen Wan's gentle voice came down from the top of his head. As always, it carried a warm and smiling voice. "En, I am here."

Wen Lun exerted all his strength into his fingers and grabbed his clothes