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"You scoundrel, shameless pervert!"

Qiao Anxia's face turned cold as she raised her leg to kick him.

Mo Tingyue reached out his hand to grab her calf and moved it up along the curve of her leg.

The scorching heat on his palms roasted Qiao Anxia's skin.

She gritted her teeth and angrily said, "I want to divorce you."

These words were spoken with sincerity and determination