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"Then what if I miss you?" Qiao Anxia buried her head in his embrace, rubbing her head against his chest as an indescribable reluctance arose in her heart.

Mo Hancheng lowered his head and kissed her. Then, he said softly, "I will come back as soon as possible."

One night, tossing and turning.

Qiao Anxia didn't sleep well. She lay quietly on his chest