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... A hoarse warning came, Bao Ye’s dark eyes stared at her, emotions complex and intensely suppressed, with desires surging upwards, his gaze seemed ready to devour her.
Doesn’t she know a man’s waist cannot be touched at will?
However, Jiang Ruan was too drunk to understand what he meant by that.
She opened her arms and hugged his narrow waist directly, her chin resting on his arm, lips pouting, softly complaining: "You won’t let me touch, if that’s not anger, then what is? ...
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