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... and leaned over to bite her small lips. Those small, red lips were plump and soft. When she opened and closed them, they constantly tempted him. He had wanted to taste them since the beginning of this conversation.

Jin Lu and Bai Lan hurriedly turned around and put Wei Luo’s clothing and shoes into a red sandalwood wardrobe that was carved with a spiraling stem and leaf pattern. With their heads lowered, they pretended that they couldn’t hear the sounds of Zhao Jie and Wei Luo kissing. < ...

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