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"I don't have anything to do with him."
"But I'm still not pleased. You're my woman, how can you be in contact with him?"
"It won't happen again," Ye Anqi promised sensibly.
Ya Shitian wrapped an arm around her, his lips curving in a charming but evil smile, "You won't, but the one surnamed Bei certainly won't give up. I must declare my sovereignty to him."
"..."
Ye Anqi watched as he took out his phone, opened the camera app...
Before she could understand his intention, his lips suddenly pressed down.
"Click—" a photograph of the kiss was captured.
"What are you doing?" Ye Anqi pushed him away, but Ya Shitian's face approached once more.
Ye Anqi was forced to lean back, her neck creating an extremely beautiful curve.
"Click—" another one.
"Ya Shitian, can you be any more bored!" She had figured out his purpose.
Ye Anqi forcefully broke free from his grasp and retreated to the side, her face full of anger.
"Ya Shitian, don't go too far!"
