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... extended her hand.
Yin’er hesitated in fear. Feng Zhiwei smiled. “Take my hand. No one wants you to die today.”
When she had pulled up the soaked girl, Feng Zhiwei looked over her thin and wet clothes clinging to her every curve. She had no undergarments on, and after a moment of thought, Feng Zhiwei took off her own thin coat and wrapped it around her.
Even though this smile-selling girl might not care about walking down the street naked, as a woman, F ...
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