In front of a villa located halfway up the mountain, a small figure slowly approached the door.
Under the refraction of the lightning, a little girl who was only three years old, with short ear-length hair and a face that was close to her face that could not be seen clearly, looked up at the door with her big eyes.
Tears slowly flowed down her cheeks, and her mouth was trembling as she said: "Dad, dad, An'an... An... An, An'an, I'm back..."
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I am an author, so please bear with me if I have any shortcomings. This is my first time writing about cute children. The reason why I write cute baby articles is just because I want to read them...
I am an author, so please bear with me if I have any shortcomings. This is my first time writing about cute children. The reason why I write cute baby articles is just because I want to read them...