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... d the man's palm is dry, with a hint of hay and nuts in the sun. The cicada's cautious grasp is like a little squirrel who secretly licks a nut.
Fluffy and soft curls were picked up by high-speed rails.
Wei Shihu's mouth is generous and powerful, covering the entire right hand of Wu Yi: "Wei Shi."
The palms touch each other.
The man's covered knuckles are too intrusive, like a meteorite knives rubbing the velvet, and unreasonably hitting Mars spatter.
Witched a ...
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