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is embrace. Wen Nuan was furious, like a wildcat with claws, struggling constantly, "Let go of me, you bastard."Ye Fei mo forcibly stopped her movements. When he was warm and angry, his strength was q...afening.She looked as cold and ruthless as a Death God who had emerged from the battlefield of Asuras. She moved forward fearlessly, her long hair billowing in the wind, making her appear even more do...