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... wrist.
She opened her eyes and watched him squint and smile at her, a handsome face with a shimmering light on the top of her head. "Your hands are thin and tender, I can't bear to bite, but you can kiss."
He finished.
"Itchy," Lausanne ducked into the sofa dodging.
Junting Nian got up, her arms pressed against her, her head slightly lower, and her voice hoarse.
Lausanne looked down, the pink earlobe stained with thin layers of crimson.
She hesitated fo ...
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