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... ht hiding among layers of overlapping foliage, mottled yet gentle.
It was something she had never felt before, unfamiliar, and she couldn’t help but sob softly.
After wiping her tears, Cui Yun went to the washroom. The bite mark on her neck was deep, made when she could not restrain herself.
He washed his hands methodically. It seemed as though the firmness and softness lingered on top of his hands.
The girl was too delicate and even more sensitive.
He fea ...
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