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Qiao Anxia was a bit uncomfortable under his stare. She clenched the towel in front of her chest tightly, avoiding his sight. "Mo Hancheng …" "Don't look at me like that."

"Oh."

The man indifferently replied. His scorching gaze became even more intense.

She seemed to be in better shape than before.

She felt that pair of eyes was deep and vast, and it was scorching hot on her chest