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... his clothes ripped apart like this.
He always thought this was the kind of thing that only happened in catfights between shrews.
Like the old woman Zhao Shumin tore into before—if her underwear hadn't been sturdy enough, the crowd would have been treated to quite a spectacle.
With Zhao Shumin pressing down on his back,
Li Zhiyan truly felt the strength of this woman's waist.
She was as slippery and nimble as an eel, seemingly capable of anything.
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