Milo: Dad, I don't like my new mother. I prefer my real mother. where is she? Max patted Milo on the head and said: You haven't seen her to say that yet, she will come soon. You have to be a good boy. Milo: No, I don't like her! You entered after a while and bowed to them, and they looked at you with a sharp look, and Milo hugged his father’s waist and hid his face in it. Max: Stand up, what's your name?
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