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... tched Ji Zhuyue slap him, the more obvious the pleasure on his face.
Gu Junqing fantasized Ji Zhuyue as a Her Majesty with a small leather whip in his hand and high heels on his feet. It was exactly the same.
His heart sank, he wouldn't let Ji Zhuyue awaken any strange habit.
Gu Junqing imagined Ji Zhuyue as a little whip in his hand.
After hesitating for a moment, "Master, are you relieved?"
Ji Zhuyue smiled, "Am I angry?"
Gu Junqing was silent, and he ...
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