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... corner of his mouth turned expressionless.
With a little effort from her hand, the door was gently pushed open, and the scene inside fell into Murong Qiao's eyes.
I saw the woman half leaning on the desk, her full **** were supported by her arms and looked a little peachy, her permed hair was loose and coquettishly hanging down her shoulders, her smiling eyes looked straight at Huo Yichen, and she couldn't hold others.
Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows, but he recognize ...
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