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This was the first time Lou Ziling had confessed to her so passionately. f𝓇𝘦ℯ𝙬𝑒𝐛n𝐨νe𝙡.c𝑜𝗺

She had thought that she would never hear Lou Ziling say ‘I love you’ again.

She didn’t expect him to say it so quickly!

Jing Xi’s heart rippled. She touched Lou Ziling’s face and said in a low voice,””I’ve said it before, you either marry me, or you’ll remain single! I won’t give you to any other woman. ”

Her fingers were slender and soft, covering his face a ...

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