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Nothing particularly wanted? What about before, when her love for him, her infatuation for him, had gone out of hand?

Yan Jiuke didn't let go of him. On the contrary, he tightened his grip on the greeting hand, and with a single push, pulled Zhao He to his side. His other hand pressed against Zhao He's head, and he lowered his head. Zhao He thought he was playing a hooligan.

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