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... h him.” Xue Jing raised his phone.
The front camera was aimed at her neck. From Pei Zhi’s angle, he could see a small section of her collarbone.
He swallowed his saliva and regained his composure the moment she took the phone.
“Uncle?”
When Lin Jiao saw that it was him, a smile appeared on her face.
She walked around the coffee table and sat on the sofa, wiping her hair. “Did Jing disturb you?”
“No, he’s a good boy.”
Pei Zhi swirled his wi ...
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