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... Chuxi stood in place, his expression remained emotionless, but there was a faint tightness in his chest.
This little woman, Yan Xinxin...
If it weren't for that night, if it weren't because she was his first woman, Mo Chuxi was certain he wouldn't have tolerated her daring attitude towards him time and time again.
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Yan Xinxin dressed up little Chenxi in Yan Chenxi's pajamas—a plain white T-shirt, light gray shorts, and her silky, shoulder-length hair resting ob ...
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