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... She didn’t know what to do. Her palm had a sticky and hot wetness. She didn’t even dare to move. She was afraid that Chang Hong would hear something and suspect that something was happening inside the bed. She was so tense that she almost wanted to cry. What was this? If it weren’t for Zhao Jie, she wouldn’t have fallen into this type of dilemma…

Wei Luo glowered at Zhao Jie and gritted her teeth. She wished that she could kick him off the bed right now.

She didn’t know what Zha ...

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