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Su Xuan held her half in one hand, and supported the bed with the other hand, barely stopping an inch away from her.
Her warm breath lingers on the tip of his nose.
Her slender eyelashes almost swept across his face.
Su Xuan pulled out his hand, and pulled the quilt to cover her.
Su Xiaoxiao covered her eyes, groping for the door as if blind, and closed it for them: "Go on..."
It’s true that the chief of the secret service is not close ...
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