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... led like a spider’s web, wrapping around each other until Nan Sheng took the initiative and pressed her lips against Xiao Chen’s.

Xiao Chen’s heartbeat missed a beat, and suddenly he gripped Nan Sheng’s slender waist fiercely, his voice husky, “Weren’t you injured? Haven’t you got Changsheng, and you still dare to seduce me?”

Nan Sheng’s face blushed to crimson, her body going soft, all her sensations focused on the hand Xiao Chen had placed on her waist.

She had to admit ...

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