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"Mo Tingyue …"

Qiao Anxia moved her lips and felt Mo Tingyue's fingers trembling slightly as he passed through her hair. For a moment, she was at a loss.

The man's thin lips brushed past her ear, pressing tightly against it.

"Other than you, there is no one else in this world who loves me. I only have you, and you have always been the only one. Don't leave me, please."

Please..