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... p>Han Qiqing was a little nervous, and his little hand didn't know if he should push him away or tighten him.
叩叩 ——
"Mr. Han."
The secretary's voice rang out, interrupting the affection of the two.
At this time, Han Yuexiu's big hand was about to get in from the hem of Han Qiqing's shirt.
The temperature of his palm remained on her skin.
Han Qiqing had red ears and red faces. She was loved, and her eyes were full of watery stars, which looked particularl ...
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