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Mu Qianqian was lying on the bed, her thin arms tied behind her back, unable to move.
"What do you want?" Her voice was shaky and frightened.
"Qianqian, you don't want to attract children to look at you like this, right?"
Rong Heting naughtily hooked his fingers under Mu Qianqian's chin, "What do you think I want to do?"
His finger went all the way down, touching her heart