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The heat spread from her face to his fingertips.

Lu Shimo looked down at her, and his eyes slowly grew darker.

"Let go."

When she tried to withdraw her hand, she was like a child who was about to be robbed of her toy. She rubbed her hand against his finger, and her grip on his palm became even more forceful.

He patted her hot face and asked, "Mu Yu?"

She curled up in silence.

"…"

"Let go