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... rew even more brazen, increasing her pressure.
Luo Qingli asked curiously, "Honey, why are you shivering?"
"It’s nothing. The air conditioning is a bit cold," Chen Xiao said, trying to suppress his tremors.
Luo Qingli frowned in confusion. "Huh? What’s that strange rubbing sound?"
Zhang Yaqing smiled again. "Miss Luo, you must have misheard. This private room cost a nine-figure sum to build. Even the tables are made of top-grade golden phoebe wood. It’s impossible ...
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