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"Even if that's the case, you shouldn't have..."

Song Yaoyao finally regained her senses and recalled how unreasonable she was earlier.

Her face was pink as she mumbled awkwardly, "Why couldn't you explain it properly? Why did you spank my butt?" She pouted and complained.

Huo Yunque chuckled, "This is nothing. If you want to give birth, I'll give it to you right now. Do you want it?"

Song Yaoyao was frightened by Huo Yunque's sinister tone and quickly shook her head, "No, I don't."

Her eyes were still filled with tears. She was both cowardly and pitiful.

Huo Yunque pressed her head, "Good."

He covered her in the blanket and swept all the broken packets on the bed into the trash can, "Let's see what happens if you try this again!"

Like an ostrich, Song Yaoyao slowly slid under the blanket and covered her little face.

She said in a muffled voice, "I won't."

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