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... e right moment to strike, examining every part of his face, even the tattoo on his neck.
The man tried to unbutton her pants while mocking her, "What, no more struggling? Learned your lesson?"
Qiao Chuchu didn’t answer.
She just stared at him.
Sweat dripped from her forehead like raindrops, and her chest heaved with rapid breaths. Her eyes blazed with intense killing intent.
The man sneered, pulling her pants down further. "Damn, you’re wearing a lot."
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