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... not appreciate such polite words, try again?” He chuckled deeply.
Gu MingYue was at a loss, it had taken her everything to even say that sentence out, but…
What should she do?
A sturdy pale hand trailed across her chest slowly, grabbing ahold of her pinkish beans before twisting and pinching them roughly, causing them to perk up solidly.
Fingers slowly trailed down her stomach and around her belly button, before moving even further downwards onto her drenched parts.
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