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... p going! The director hasn’t called cut, no stopping!" Su Yu’s voice was husky and urgent, pressing down on Tang Song’s head.
The sting of nails digging into his skin brought him back to awareness.
Tang Song held Su Yu’s fevered body, slowly lifting his right hand.
Su Yu’s singing became mesmerizing, her body began to tremble.
Tears slid down her exquisite makeup, accumulating in small pools at the hollow of her collarbone.
She suddenly bit Tang Song’s fin ...
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