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his lips. "Feimo," she whispered, "Happy New Year."I'm so sorry I didn't get to say Merry Christmas to you that day.She sat on the bed, dumbstruck. She had so much to say to him, but she didn't know w...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."ow, a feeling so intense that this pain became insignificant, merely a catalyst.Kaka's movements became wild, and she didn't like his gentleness. This man was gentle enough in his everyday life. In fr...