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... s if lying on his shoulders, and asked curiously, "What should I write?"
"It's just practice." Gu Yumo put down her pen, tilted her head slightly, and saw her close at hand.
Even if there was no substantive touch, such an intimate contact, as if she lay completely on her shoulders, still made Gu Yumo's heart jump.
All kinds of fresh, mixed with sweet taste spread a little bit in the bottom of my heart, very novel and very pleasant.
Immediately after, Xia Liang's body ...
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