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Di Mingjue, unwilling to give up, dialed the number again.
This time, Nangong Jin finally picked up. His voice was clearly hoarse, with a hint of labored breathing, and he asked, "What’s up?"
Although he had answered the phone, his hands didn’t stop their affectionate ministrations towards Di Jinxuan. The light sheen of sweat on his refined features was exceedingly captivating.
"You sound kind of... weak," Di Mingjue couldn’t help but tease in response to his v ...
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