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... aist and wouldn't let him move.

Ling Yi reached out and touched Feng Chu's face: "Mr. Feng, do you want to go back on New Year's Eve? Accompany Aunt Chu and grandparents for the New Year?"

Feng Chu looked at the obvious hickey on Ling Yi's snow-white fingers, and couldn't help but pull over to continue kissing: "We'll talk about it later."

Ling Yi put her arms around Feng Chu's neck, leaned gently on the other side's neck and closed her eyes: "Mr. Feng, I'll sleep for a whil ...

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