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... eak, relying on someone just to prevent oneself from shamefully collapsing onto the ground.
Rong Sinan gripped Yige’s nape tightly, his thin lips pressed against her ear, breathing heavily.
But his deep, focused eyes seemed clouded by a dark mist, making it hard for one to see clearly.
Feeling some strength return to her body, Yige immediately stepped back from his embrace.
Her pale hand covered the lips that had been bruised painfully by his rough kiss, and Yige ...
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