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pressed his cheek against the back of Mo Yao's hand, that tender skin touching the roughness of his hand, there was a strange harmony. "Ge, let me think about it, okay" "What do you want to think abou...guys go ahead, I'll be there in a while.""Are you okay""It's fine!" Mo Yao clearly didn't want to waste time. She hung up the phone and looked coldly at the man, "Who are you What do you want"Mo Xiaob...