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... w seconds, the man suddenly pulled over. His slender, strong fingers suddenly fell on her jaw and forced her to face him. His eyes were dark and cold, and he repeated with emphasis, “I say it again, don’t throw your tantrum on me here.”
Ji Nuan angrily hit his hand away and smiled coldly. “Do you think I’m throwing a tantrum? Mo Jingshen, I pull out all my thorns and face you with my soft inside every day. Have I ever thrown a tantrum on you?”
He also looked into her eyes and ...
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