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... say anything, Song Sinian had already turned around and pinned her against the dining table.
Her little hands were braced on the front of the table, her back shielded by his tall figure, leaving no space for the cold air to penetrate.
"Shh, Zhaozhao, be good. You won’t be cold in a moment." He gently coaxed her while grasping her waist with one hand.
Taken by surprise, Lu Zhaozhao found herself completely lying on the table, with only the tips of her toes barely touching ...
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