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... What are you doing, Brother Mosen?"

The speed of speaking was a bit fast, and the fright was obvious.

Li Mosen's heart seemed to be pierced by something. He gritted his teeth and went forward to push the door open.

Li Jianyue swallowed and took a step back.

She saw that Li Mosen closed the door directly, locked it, and walked towards her, biting her teeth slightly, almost fiercely, saying, "Are you hiding from me?"

Li Jianyue rarely saw Li Mosen's angry look, h ...

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