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... sing slowly in the passage of time.
When the sun shone on the bed tent, Chu Qingyan in her sleep felt warm and couldn't help but turned over, but her fingertip accidentally bumped into a softness, and she gradually opened her eyes, but was black with Lulu's eyes met.
As she froze, a soft tongue licked her cheek, wet.
Chu Qingyan, who had come back from her sleep, remembered that she had kept a few white dumplings last night and could not help grinning, saying hello, "Good mo ...
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