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Three hours later, her hands were full of things, pockets both big and small, no less than ten total.
Lin Zhiya also carried her hands full of shopping bags, feeling pleased, she left the mall with her, and with the driver's help, they put all of today's spoils into the car, and she called out to Rong Yan to get into the car, "Yan'er, come on, get in the car. You've worked hard today. I'll make you soup when we get home."
Just last night Rong Yan had been ravished several times by somebody, and when she got up in the morning her legs were already weak, let alone having walked around the mall for three hours without rest—her legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead now. Once she got into the car, she immediately collapsed into her seat.
Little Baby sat obediently next to her, probably seeing how tired she was, and started massaging her legs very well-behaved, "Mom, do you feel better?"
