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The rise and fall of Xu Yimo's chest became more and more intense, and his pair of deep eyes gradually turned red. One of his hands was still wrapped around Lin Xiahua's waist, and the strength in his hands continuously increased.

Lin Xiahua could feel Xu Yimo's anger, and he could also feel trying his best to restrain himself. He was even a little worried that Xu Yimo might be too angry