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... eemed to have gradually subsided.
Tang Xiaohua lowered her head for a glance and saw that on the large bed, Zhuo Ting, bare, had a messy blanket casually draped over his and Song Xiangqiao’s lower bodies.
He was leaning there, catching his breath.
Zhuo Ting was a very disciplined man, also well aware of the principle that health is the capital of the revolution; at fifty, he appeared to have a rather impressive physical condition.
His chest muscles weren’t particu ...
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