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Qiao Anxia had been kissed until her entire body went limp, but when he released her, she fell into his arms, gasping for air.

Mo Hancheng didn't seem to be finished, he teased her carelessly, "The taste isn't bad."

The corners of his mouth curled up, and his eyes rested on her lips.

Soft and sweet, almost addictive.

Qiao Anxia avoided his burning gaze and quickly changed the topic