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Yu Chi Ming's chest, due to being stuffy, moved up and down slightly. He raised his finger and hooked her lower jaw: "Are you that happy to see that pretty boy? You want to pounce on me? "Hmm?"

"No!"

"But This King thinks that you do!" Yu Chi Ming's eyelids slightly narrowed, a faint sense of danger flashing through.

Seeing his gloomy expression