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... ooked at Duan Ziqing with a teasing smile, as she tightened her grip slightly.
"Ouch, you little girl are really strong, aren’t you?! Didn’t I just barely touch you? Whose little girl is this? What did you eat to grow so strong?" Duan Ziqing gasped in pain, but his mouth remained cheeky.
An Yiqing’s lips twitched, and she tightened her grip once more, twisting Duan Ziqing’s wrist like a pretzel, then lifted her leg to kick him in the butt.
"You don’t need to worry about w ...
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