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... ite pillow, making her delicate face appear even more luscious and radiant.
Yan Ting leaned down slightly, catching a faint scent of alcohol—this woman was drunk.
Was being with Huo Qinglin so enjoyable? She even dared to drink.
His gaze swept over her, already igniting Yan Ting's anger. She had to be punished.
He lowered his face directly, holding her slender, snow-white chin between his thumb and forefinger, covering her lips fiercely with his own.
"Mm.. ...
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