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... verything was exciting.
Han Yun swayed, "What about my clothes?"
His hair was dripping with water, and the water marks were running down the white-cheeked cheeks to the **** chin and collarbone, and the wine was still gone, and the corners of his eyebrows were still drunk.
Sun Wenyan grunted, drooling, eyes straight: "Dirty, I lost you the washing machine ..."
He had long wanted to lose the set of fake guis for Han Yun.
Han Yun glanced at him.
His eyes w ...
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