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"Mom, hold me for a while," Gao Peng was really gritting his teeth and enduring the pain in his arm, but how could he hand the child over to Mother Gao? Mother Gao seemed out of it nowadays, drifting in her thoughts every day. The child was still too small; no matter whose child it was, if something happened, he really couldn't afford the consequences.
Mother Gao looked at Gao Peng for a long time before returning to the kitchen, and after a while, she brought out a milk bottle.
"Mom, give it to me," Gao Peng quickly reached out and snatched the milk bottle from Mother Gao's hands. Perhaps she too realized her mistake and this time, she didn't fight with Gao Peng over the child.
Gao Peng slipped the bottle into the child's little hands. The child really was quite adorable, he just didn't know how old they were. Were they two yet? They looked so small and couldn't even speak yet.
"Drink up for now."