Some of them were holding Xia Qinglang's legs while others were holding on to the corner of Xia Qinglang's clothes. The slightly shy child was standing on the side, staring at him intently.
The scene was exceptionally lively. In the end, Xia Qinglang could no longer answer. He had no choice but to say, "Alright, everyone, be quiet. Line up and speak your name politely!"
The children were very obedient. After carefully lining up, they began to tell their names one by one.
The lively boy first introduced, "I'm Xiao Qiong."
After that, he rubbed his nose with his finger.
Finally, it was a little girl's turn. She stood there motionlessly, staring at Xia Qinglang with her big eyes. Her oval face was covered with the cold scratches and her small ponytail was not very carefully combed.
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