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... tried to run away. How could she do something like that? Look, even the lawless Feng Yuran was so shocked that he didn’t respond for a moment.

Feng Yuran was indeed stunned. However, he was overjoyed then. When he saw that she was about to escape, he quickly wrapped his arms around her slender waist. He was not willing to let her go so easily. He was so excited that it was hard to describe how he felt. He looked at her pink lips, which shone like peaches. He could not stand any longer.

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