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... ian massaged Ning Hanyan’s fragrant shoulders, watching Fang Qing depart with a sharp glint in his eyes, yet his face was brimming with smiles.
The palm of his hand was filled with the soft and round texture of her shoulder bone, and the tip of his nose was surrounded by the faint and invigorating fragrance emanating from Ning Hanyan.
"Now you’ve got yourself into trouble, haven’t you? Let’s see you spout nonsense now!"
Feeling the comfortable and intoxicating sensation c ...
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