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... athroom… Except for the missing strong aromatic scent, its interior decoration was identical to that room that night…
Image of Ji Ziming’s handsome yet arrogantly cold face involuntarily surfaced in her mind.
“Hmph, hmph, hmph. Little pretty woman, you are mine tonight!”
Pei Ge was about to revisit that beautiful memory when a rather devilish voice pulled her back to the present.
Coming out of her reverie, she was greeted by Tang Xiaoyu’s devious smile as she flung hersel ...
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