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Aoyama Haruko didn’t stop, her fair and delicate hands and feet wrapped in black silk stockings rhythmically continued the massage, her cheeks slightly flushed, her forehead already sweating from exertion, yet she remained focused.
"Master," Hashimoto Miho said, "just now, Dongye Gen met with me and asked me to mediate the conflict between him and you. He also promised a generous reward."
Aoyama Xiu Xin chuckled lightly, his eyes g ...
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