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... Ying Jiuyao wrapped his arms around Su An’an’s soft body.
With just a little pressure from his fingertips, he could feel them sink into her flesh, as soft as a cake.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to lie to you."
Su An’an’s delicate hand roamed over Ying Jiuyao’s chest.
Tears, like shattered moonlight, clung to her long, butterfly-wing lashes.
Ying Jiuyao’s throat tightened. He couldn’t help but pull her closer, pinning her restless little hand in place.
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