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... essive tension.
"Hurts."
Chen Mang looked down at Yan Yao with a slightly displeased expression.
"I... Master Mang, then I’ll be gentler..."
...
Forty minutes later.
Chen Mang leaned against the chair, opened the window to cool down, took a chilled bottle of mineral water, drank half of it in one gulp, and finally exhaled deeply, lighting a cigarette and staring at the smoke swirling on the ceiling.
"Massage, I’m tired."
Ji Chuchu d ...
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