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His hands, subconsciously dying, pressed a pair of tender wrists of a little girl.
His breath was separated by an inch of distance, and he couldn't help but blow the face of the little girl's red face, and he could smell the faint body of the little girl.
His body is closely matched with a little girl, although he is still separated from each other's clothes.
Subconsciously moving the body, it really seems like a soft place to poke...
"You - no - shame!!!"
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