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"Are you leaving yet?" 'If you want to kill me, you should have done so long ago. ' Yunqiao thought to herself, letting go of all her guard. She let go of her hand weakly, her eyes closed, her body softened, and she fell back heavily. Yu Xi was worried that she would fall, so with quick eyes and quick hands, he put an arm around her waist. Her waist was very soft and as light as a paper figure. He held her tightly, and Yun Qiao's face came back close to her eyes. She raised her chin helplessly and embarrassedly, and Yunqiao's forehead was pressed against her collarbone by force. "Hmm" Suddenly, she heard a murmur from the person under her eyes; her breath was stagnant, and she didn't dare to move rashly, but the person in her arms was breathing evenly on her chest.