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... rms. He brought her to the couch and sat down with her in his arms. He pointed at the bowl of medicine on the table with a charming smile and said, “Tong’er, do you intend to drink it yourself or do you want me to help you?”
“Help?” Mo Xuetong pouted, feeling extremely melancholic!
He thought that pinching someone’s nose was considered helping. However, when she saw the determination in his eyes, she knew that she had to drink the medicine. He allowed her many concessions but insiste ...
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