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... lse’s couch, in Alexander Summers’ arms.

The position was uncomfortable, leaving her with a sore waist and back.

She sat up with her hand on her forehead and saw the chubby man playing a video game in the living room…

The sound that had woken her up was the explosion effect in the game.

…What’s going on with this guy? Why is he playing games? …Has he found the result already?

Unlike Purple, Alexander had a good sleep. He stretched lazily and asked, “Did yo ...

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