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Feng Chengjin glanced coldly at Amy after speaking, wrapped his arm around Gu Zixuan’s waist, turned into the room, and casually closed the door.
Outside the door, Amy was frozen in surprise, thinking about how Gu Zixuan definitely didn’t have a D-cup chest, feeling quite haunted.
Inside, Feng Chengjin turned so hastily that when he pinned Gu Zixuan against the wall, their gaze slightly stiffened.
It was unintended, yet it collided into heart palpitations.
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