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Mo Yangyang froze, as if she had been stripped under the icy moonlight and left exposed to the cold wind on the street, turning her into a statue.
Xie Xize’s hand was so nice to look at. His nails were perfectly done. His fingers were slender, like some delicately crafted jewels.
Mo Yangyang definitely had no time to admire the man’s hand. She was already bursting into tears inside.
She suddenly recalled the scene five years ago, when he reached his hand out of th ...
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