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Qiao Yanran's hand was still tightly holding onto the clothes on the back of Jun Mo Xie's diaphragm.

As Jun Mo Xie continued to move forward, Qiao Yanran's heart was filled with fear. She grabbed his clothes tighter, and even the hair on his back was grabbed.

Finally, he directly plucked off a tuft of hair.

Jun Wu Yi could only feel a wave of pain

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