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An icy, masculine aura enveloped Qiao Anxia.

The pressure was too great for her to breathe, and she put her hand on his chest and tried to push him away.

However, Mo Hancheng's stern face got closer and closer. He easily grabbed her hand and raised it above his head, "I won't allow you to love him. I won't allow you to have another man in your heart!"

"You're mine!"

"Qiao Anxia