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The man's handsome face came close.

Qiao Anxia stood on her tiptoes and hugged Mo Hancheng's neck, kissing him on the cheek.

Feeling that moment of warmth, the corner of Mo Hancheng's mouth curved slightly. He lowered his head and put his lips next to her ear, "The baby's share."

Qiao Anxia lifted her face again and smacked the other side of his face.

Before she could leave