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... himself waking up to a woman on top of him.
Xing Shu sat astride on Cheng Lang's abdomen and leaned forward to kiss his neck. After confirming that it left a conspicuous hickey, she greeted him with a smile, "Good morning, Young Uncle." Xing Shu moved closer to Cheng Lang's lips and gave him a passionate morning kiss.
Cheng Lang's hair was messy, and his pupils constricted for a moment. His thin lips tinged with a faint smile. He raised his hand and grabbed Xing Shu's neck. "Xing ...
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