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... business, but she really likes Chaoyan.
"You don't need to worry about Chaoyan." Fu Tingyao leaned down slowly, and when he spoke, the movement of his hands did not stop, his slender fingers came to the belt, and with a gentle pull, the nightgown spread.
It's just the man at this time, and he doesn't want to talk about anything other than the two of them.
Mu Xingwan thought of the injury on his arm, and held the hand that climbed up, "Your injury is not healed yet. ...
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