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... tch the man, but he smoothly placed his hand on her waist.
Zhan Qipei held the woman’s waist and buried his head between her neck.
After smelling the scent of her body wash, he took several deep breaths.
Feeling the man’s burning temperature, Qiao Jing furrowed her brows even tighter and looked towards the living room table.
She saw that the fever medicine on the table was still in its place and pursed her lips, feeling slightly angry.
“Zhan Qipei, walk on ...
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