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Qiao Anxia's words stabbed into his heart.

Mo Hancheng no longer hid the jealousy in his eyes. He unbuttoned his shirt with one hand and his strong chest was revealed to her.

"Oi, you, you, don't take it off …" Now it was Qiao Anxia's turn to tense up and try to hold his hand down.

That soft, boneless hand brushed against his chest in a panic