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"Qiao Anxia, I love you."

Mo Hancheng did not stop to kiss her. His hot kiss fell on her snow-white neck. His warm breath and bewitching voice went down along her neck densely …

Qiao Anxia's small hand, which was pressed against his chest, trembled uncontrollably. The trembling that came from her neck made her fall limply into Mo Hancheng's embrace