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... x’s wrist, that was held by Bai Qi.
He controlled his strength very well, the warmth and softness of the towel, which was neither light nor heavy, made it’s way from his wrist to each of his finger, as well as his cheeks and neck. The slightly ticklish and warm feeling made the Little Phoenix squint in comfortableness. He even raised his unattended right hand to tickle the crook of An Ying’s neck, with the deliberate intention of making trouble with him.
An Ying still con ...
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