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... weak body tightly.
The man's head is buried in her neck.
His eyelashes are long and dense.
Between the jitters, like feathers, brushing her skin caused her to tremble slightly.
"Small, you know, I will feel bad..."
The man’s low voice, like a mellow wine, broke into the ear.
The smile of the night's falling corners gradually condensed on the lips.
There was a little looseness on the face.
His words drunk her heart.
Once upon a time, ...
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