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If she did, would the tyrant kill her?

It was obviously a clumsy and unskilled move, but Du Yuxi reached out and grabbed the girl's hair, who had her back facing him. Du Yuxi closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment.

"Aren't you hungry?" Du Yuxi looked behind her ears and saw her rosy pink cheeks. His lips were pressed against her shoulders as he asked in an ambiguous manner.

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