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Chapter 65: How can anyone call his father an old man?(2/2)

He pursed his lips and shouted in a deep voice: "Mingyue."

The magnetic voice was as low and melodious as a cello, beating in her heart.

Xi Mingyue's eyelashes trembled slightly and she immediately turned her head away from looking at him.

Every time I look at it, my heart aches a little more.

She admitted that she was attracted to him, but she couldn't escape what he had done.

She cares more about deception than resentment.

She held Beibei's hand and turned a blind eye to him. Her voice was slightly dry: "Shuangshuang, let's go first."

She had never felt that walking a few steps was so difficult. Her feet were as heavy as lead. Every step brought her closer to him. The moment they passed each other, he held her hand, and the warm breath of his palm enveloped her.

.

"Let go." She gritted her teeth to sound extra calm.

His Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was dark and hoarse: "Let's talk."

"Let go." I emphasized again.

"Mingyue, give me another chance," a pair of narrow eyes covered her little face and said in a deep voice, "This time I will tell you all the truth."

"I've made it clear enough, what else do you want?" Duan Hanshuang couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to scold him.

A trace of fear flashed in Beibei's eyes, she squeezed Xi Mingyue's hand, and looked at Li Jin nervously and eagerly.
Chapter completed!
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