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... then!
After all, it’s her own husband’s, so it doesn’t matter.
Dressed in Shen Yufeng’s shirt, An Xiaoyu walked out of the bathroom, her hair still somewhat wet, water droplets falling from the tips, dampening the shirt.
Shen Yufeng’s shirt was quite large on An Xiaoyu, so loose.
An Xiaoyu felt a bit awkward, tugging the shirt down.
"Don’t look!"
She commanded in a low voice!
Shen Yufeng smiled, the corners of his attractive lips curving u ...
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