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... Mohan’s pupils contracted, his heart pulled taut as though it had been squeezed by a tightened fist. He felt suffocated. With two large palms, he gently caressed her tiny face, his voice a soothing murmur, “Sorry Mo’er, don’t cry.”
Tang Mo’er cried even harder. She felt so wronged. Her chest throbbed and crystal tears kept falling down her cheeks as she looked up at him with reddening eyes. Choking on her tears, she said “You’re bullying me.”
Gu Mohan felt helpless. Using ...
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