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... d gently tucked her hair behind her ears. His broad palms were pressed against her warm neck, and his fingertips fell on her earlobes to stroke them.
His movements were natural and gentle, and they did not stay long. However, after he took his hand away, Meng Chuyuan felt that his ears were obviously hot.
A group of people were sitting in front of the computer pretending to work seriously. From the corner of their eyes, they glanced at the president's office and saw Lu Qingye to ...
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