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... over her body towards Yan Xi, and wrapped her in together. She put her head on Yanxi's shoulder.

The scent on Yan Xi's body was very nice and light. Breathe lightly. From the angle of her eyes, you can see the undulating neckline, revealing a little bit of white Yingying skin.

Angled up, is her warm, slightly throbbing carotid artery.

They just snuggle with each other and don't speak, like the feeling of being under the stars in a love movie.

An Zhi quietly rolled his ...

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