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“Ah!”
Even though Winnie was a pub owner and could talk about ribald jokes with the patrons without batting an eyelid,
she still blushed and subconsciously covered her neckline with her hand at this moment.
She said in a soft voice, “Fang Hao, what are you doing…?”
Fang Hao was also taken aback.
What’s going on?
...
Wasn’t it supposed to be the next step?
“Ah? Miss Winnie, is this really a professional massage?”
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