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... as a Saturday.
When Lu Jincheng woke up, groggy, he only felt a slight numbness in his right arm as several strands of soft, long black curls danced near his nose.
A slight movement and it tickled.
Yesterday, not a bit of energy was left at the end, and Mou Keyan only remembered the last few scenes before she closed her eyes.
They were hugging each other, contented, limbs pressed together, foreheads touching, their breaths mingling unavoidably.
He talked a ...
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