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... is moment. She just felt that the surrounding air was like a cluster of flames. When Qin Zhan's mouth did not fall on the neck, the air was everywhere. It was the slight smell of tobacco on him.
A reassuring and throbbing breath.
The slender fingertips were inserted into the man's stiff short hair, and it was slightly embarrassing. Song Ye once concluded on this short hair that this man may have this cold-hard style from the inside to the outside, but at the moment she was exposed ...
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