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... pression, he raised his hand in a gesture of surrender. "Okay, okay, I won’t say a word."
He too, dislikes being disturbed when playing games.
It wasn’t long before Gu Tingyun came back with the cleaned fruits.
Upon his return, he noticed that Guibao had bent her knees again, and the young man was gazing at her. Immediately, he walked over, bent down and pressed down her small leg.
Then he turned his sharp gaze towards the young man, his eyes as dark as ink carrie ...
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