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... brating the survival of their leader, morning arrived quietly for the group in the safety of their hideout.
Luo Qing awoke, feeling a weight on his chest. Blinking the sleep away, he found his view entirely blocked by dark purple hair.
Theresa lay sprawled across him, drooling on his chest while one of her legs rested suggestively on his thigh, rubbing against him even in her sleep. A satisfied, almost lewd expression adorned her face.
"..."
Luo Qing sighed. He di ...
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