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The blush spread from Qiao Qiao’s cheeks to her ears and then to her neck. Fortunately, it was pitch-black and she couldn’t see anything. Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing.
“Little Uncle…” Her voice uncontrollably turned coquettish.
Shao Jingmo asked, “What did you call me?”
Qiao Qiao said, “Little… Aye, aye, it hurts…”
Shao Jingmo asked, “What did you call me?”
Qiao Qiao’s voice was as soft as a mosquito. “Shao Jingmo, don’t bull ...
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