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Mai Xiaomai stopped crying and burst into laughter, stretching out her hand to wipe away her tears, "Did you ask the Magic Mirror?"
"Uh, then I'll ask."
Qiao Chutian reached out, picked up the copper fruit plate on the table, and, looking into it, said, "Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, who is the most gentle, kind, adorable and beautiful woman in the world?"
Xiaomai piped up from the side, "It's none other than your wife Mai Xiaomai."
As soon as she finished, she couldn't hold back her own laughter and started giggling uncontrollably.
Watching her laugh and sway, Qiao Chutian also had a face full of smiles.
As long as she was happy, playing such childish little games with her wasn't a problem at all.
Of course, her happiness made him happy too.
At this time, Auntie Zhang had finished preparing the donkey-hide gelatin and pigeon soup for Xiaomai, placed it on the dining table, and called Xiaomai over to drink it while it was hot.
