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At half past twelve in the evening, Mo Yuhao finally contacted Mo Yuqi. Now that Mo Yuqi was sleeping with the two children, she didn't dare to make too much of a move.

When they arrived at the illusion platform, Mo Yuhao first sized Mo Yuqi up and down. Mo Yuqi's hair stood on end from his gaze, "Brother, what are you looking at?"

"Yuqi, you guys are already under martial law