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Zhan Beitian's eyes burned hotter. He pulled Mu Yifan's hand away and said hoarsely, "Stop messing around, grandpa is still waiting for me to go back."

"You really don't want it?" Mu Yifan kissed the corner of his lips as he pulled down his pants chain. Seeing that his body was falling apart, he had to stop.

Just as he was about to pull back Zhan Beitian's pants