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... t on the edge of the bed, gently stroking her lips with his slender fingers.
The girl's lips were as delicate as roses stained with morning dew, and they also carried a scorching temperature, which made Huo Junhan feel a strange dryness in his throat.
Knowing that the other party is just a 'fool' with the IQ of an eight-year-old child, he still lowered his head and asked, "Shen Yaowei, are you sure you want me to help you? Do you know what will happen to Huo Bing if I help you? ...
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