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... akly on Gong Hao’s shoulder. That intensity of their intercourse had left her weak and drenched in fragrant sweat.
Gong Hao casually stroked her sweat-drenched hair and hugged her lovingly.
“Thank you.” His voice was low and magnetic, like the beautiful sound of a cello, without a trace of anxiety.
Fu Xi looked up and pinched his face in satisfaction.
“It seems like my antidote is not bad.”
Gong Hao froze, his fingers caressing her waist.
“You’re ...
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