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Tan Yutong was originally a bit ticklish, and now that Mo Chongyan was still purposely whispering into her ear, she felt even more itchy. She wanted to dodge, but she was held tightly in Mo Chongyan's embrace, unable to escape.

"Wife, what are you doing? Are you really that impatient? "

"Mo Chongyan!"

"I'm here!"

Tan Yutong angrily looked at him. She clearly wanted to curse at him