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Le Xiaomi quickly lowered her head. The feeling of embarrassment was suppressed in her chest. Her lips had just been kissed by Yan Yuhuang, making her unable to face Lee Fenghan like this.

However, Lee Fenghan didn't give her the chance to escape. He reached out his hand and caressed the bruise marks on her chin that were created by Yan Yuhuang's pinching.

His gaze was deep