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"Hmm, I'm ten years old this year!"
Lu Xile bit off half of her candied hawthorn on a stick in one bite.
Then she offered it to Xiao Xiyue, "Auntie Xi Yue, Daddy said when guests come over, we should treat them well, so I want to treat you to candied hawthorn."
Xiao Xiyue was slightly taken aback.
She couldn't help but think back to her own childhood.
Once upon a time, she, like the little girl in front of her, had a lively face and loved to eat candied hawthorn.
Her eyes curved into a smile, and a gentle look appeared on her face; she opened her enticing, rosy lips and took a bite from the half-red fruit on the little girl's stick.
"Mmm, really delicious."
Xiao Xiyue touched Lu Xile's head and said, her quiet state of mind rippling slightly.
This reinforced her certainty that Lu Changsheng was her chance to break through delusions and advance her state of mind.
