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"I, I …" Qiao Anxia's face was completely red. Her eyes avoided meeting Mo Hancheng's gaze.

Her body moved further and further away. Mo Hancheng tightened his grip on her waist and hugged her to his chest. He lowered his handsome face and smiled sinisterly, "What are you blushing for?"

"I'm not blushing at all!" Qiao Anxia glared at him angrily, her delicate cheeks were red with blood