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"What the f * ck …"

Jiang Chen swore without thinking. He then took a tissue from the table and stuffed it into his nostrils, then he held down Tang Yimo's lily-white hand.

"You, what are you doing?!" "Let me go …" Tang Yimo vaguely felt someone holding her hand. She immediately wanted to struggle, but her entire body was powerless. How could she possibly struggle free!

Just like that