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... her face flushed.
"Just... the old one, the legs have been squatting, now it's stiff, and it's not straight..." Song Yu blushes, whispering, shyly afraid to look at him, simply bowing his head, his chin is coming across Clavicle, "and... no strength. Worry"
Qi Chengzhi looked at her, and the warm eyes focused on making Song Yu’s body weaker and the skin began to get hot.
Then, I heard the faint laughter on his head, a short sigh, but a sense of sexuality.
Thought that ...
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