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Zhao Tianyi slightly straightened his body and stared at me with his pair of sharp eyes. He said coldly: "Why can't I treat you like this?"

My throat is so tight, I can't even utter a single syllable.

"Who do you want to touch you like this, Liang Chengzhe, or any other man?" Zhao Tianyi narrowed his eyes and sized me up. His gaze seemed to be filled with ice