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"Serves you right!" Tan Yutong's tone was not very good, "Let's see if you can still fight in the future?" As Tan Yutong said this, the cotton swab she pressed on the wound viciously poked him again.

Mo Chongyan could only hold in the pain as he tried to curry favor with his wife. Wife, I was wrong. You're not angry anymore, okay? "

Mo Chongyan's voice carried a hint of seduction