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... charms, reaching for his shoulders.
"Come, hold me."
Ning Yishu’s fingers trembled and his muscles tightened.
"Hey? Hold me." Bai Weiwei was dissatisfied with raising an eyebrow.
Ning Yishu bowed his head, and the heat in his eyes could not be suppressed. He reached out and easily picked her up.
He just picked her up, her fingers pressed against his chest, a white light, into his body.
Ning Yi has a shock, and the pain has followed.
Soon, Bai Wei ...
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