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... aned forward with a healthy arm and caught Tang Mor's willow-like waist, pulling her directly into his arms.
"General Manager Su, Tang Mo'er is in my arms now, do you still have to fight with me?" Huo Beichen's faint voice was quiet and cold.
Su Zhe's two large palms on his side quickly clenched his fists.
"Tang Moer, can you dance with me?" Huo Beichen looked down at the woman in his arms.
At this moment, his pair of evil peach eyes suddenly shrank, because the woman ...
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