C299 Mo Nanchen's Concern

Moh Nanchen looked down at her cold little face. He pulled her up with both of his hands and held her firmly with one of his big hands. He used his other hand to pinch her cheek. He leaned over aggressively and kissed her soft lips as if he was punishing her.

"Wuuu! Wuuu!"

Xia quietly's mouth was blocked by Moh Nanchen without a single gap. She could only let out whimpers of protest.

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