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"Bastard!"

Qiao Anxia waved her hand to hit him, but her wrist was grabbed by Mo Tingyue. He quickly turned around and pressed her down on the bed.

With both his hands restrained, Qiao Anxia was so angry that her face turned cold. "Let go of me!"

Staring at her cold face, Mo Tingyue curled his lips in anger, "Beg me, beg me to let you go."

After saying that