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... with? Only love. — Xicheng Tears
The rain, pitter-pattering, kept falling all night.
It was close to dawn when the man finally dragged his exhausted body home, his suit jacket draped over one arm, and his tie already pulled off. The rain had dampened his black shirt, slightly opening at the collar to reveal his sexy clavicle.
Gao Chuan arrived at the entrance hall and was surprised to find the lights in the living room were still on. He put down his clothes, changed into ...
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