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... a moth’s antennae, were drawn with grief. Anyone would see the wet lines of tears on her face. However, for whom does she suffer this misery?
Yue Ling’s pupils dilated with traces of tears in the corners of her eyes. She was shy but she did not resist. Instead, she was in ecstasy.
After a short while, a deep moan echoed within the room. The ‘stick’ released something which he had been saving up for the past three hundred and twenty years, covering her entire face with creamy whit ...
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