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... yan’s suite.
Liu Hanyan was nestled lazily in Luofeng’s arms. One of her legs was draped over his.
She yawned. Feeling a bit sleepy.
Luofeng was checking out the Huya platform’s Annual Anchor Election.
The events on the Huya platform were always so plain and unadorned. Because no matter how fancy the event, the ultimate goal was always a spending war. Not spending money? What the fuck are you doing on a live streaming platform?
The rules of the event were ...
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