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... here the anchor had gone.
Where did Feng Xuan go?
At this moment, she was lying on the sofa, her face was covered with sweat, and the black hair on her forehead was stuck to her face due to sweat.
Her originally fair face was ridiculed by waves of Lu Feng behind her. Feng Xuan bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from making a high-pitched cry of physical and mental pleasure. She didn't know how the sound insulation was, but no matter what, she didn't want to Others know ...
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