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Mo Shiqian stepped out of his bath and saw the woman standing by the window, drawing open the curtains. Her sweater sleeves slipped down, revealing the ring on her left finger and the watch on her wrist.
A stir went through his heart, and he strode over to her with his long legs.
As Chi Huan turned around, the scent of the man's wet skin and shower gel enveloped her.
Before she could react, Mo Shiqian had already cupped her chin and kissed her.
After a long kiss, he said in a voice so husky it was almost to its limit, "Say you love me."
Her heart was soft, and it seemed her body was too, her nerves entwined and beguiled by him, submissive to his will as she gave the answer he wanted, "I love you."
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With Feng Xing's injuries almost fully healed and his return to work, Mo Shiqian freed up his hands to start arranging the wedding.