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... ooked Song Boyu's neck, her chin resting on her shoulder socket, and her action was particularly intimate. Eyes kept falling down, it seemed that Lin Zhenqi had not been found.
Suddenly heard the cell phone ring, Cen Simiao froze and took the cell phone freely. The screen showed that Lin Zhenqi had called.
She was straightforward.
Song Boyu did not see the name of the caller, staring at Cen Simiao, his eyes questioning. She arched an eyebrow and held his arm: "One of the pat ...
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