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Ye Jiuliang gave him a fixed look, suddenly laughed out loud, and teased, "Li Mochan, you couldn't have come here specifically to bid me farewell, could you?"
Li Mochan stepped forward, his large hand resting on top of her hair, roughly tousling it, "I'll be gone for these few days, be good, don't go near other men, and don't accept love letters from anyone."
"So domineering, huh, Fifth Master Li, I'm very dissatisfied with your behavior," Ye Jiuliang clicked her tongue, the corners of her luscious lips curling into a mocking arc.
Li Mochan chuckled lowly, his fingertips sliding down to pinch her chin, the delicate touch made him reluctant to let go.
"I have to be domineering with you, remember to check WeChat."
In the car, Wei Bei kept his eyes on the road, automatically tuning out the nauseating couple outside.
Being single hurts.