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... derness. His slender fingers stroked Mo Xuetong’s black hair, untied her hair bun, and caressed her silky hair, and he said in a soft voice. “You’re talking something strange to me again. It’s alright. Doesn’t Tong’er believe me?”
Concealing the cruelty in his eyes, he was more like a fierce beast protecting his cub at this moment.
In any case, he would find the antidote to save Tong’er.
Mo Xuetong said softly, “Tong’er definitely believes you.” She patted his tight back and so ...
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