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Mo Hancheng was stunned. The soft touch made his eyes darken.

Qiao Anxia was looking down, biting her lower lip as she thought about what he had said.

Could this man be a masochist?

He was moved by her beating?

"It's all in the past now." When he came back to his senses, Mo Hancheng casually walked past him.

Qiao Anxia continued to ask, "Then when did you start liking me?"

"A long time ago