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Turning around, his gaze couldn't help but fall on Jia Qingqing's legs.

Jia Qingqing was wearing a skirt, revealing her long legs.

She purposely exposed her legs a little more.

Meng Xi retracted his gaze, and rubbed between his eyebrows.

The feeling of wanting grew stronger and stronger.

"Brother Meng Xi, are you unwell? Do you want me to help you to the washroom? " Jia Qingqing asked