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... my god, Lyla, you are such a nanny, why are you going up to grab the head?"
Lyla cursed rudely, "I have milk for you to drink. Come on, hurry up and kill him for me."
In the living room, Ryan was lying on the chaise longue next to her, and Lyla was lying directly on his lap, both playing with their phones and yelling.
The scene on the other side of the main seat was just as exciting. Abigail was fiddling with her phone with a depressed look on her face, feeling quite at ...
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