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... >Looking down at Shen Yiren who was sleeping in Begonia's spring, the girl slept soundly in my arms. As if I hadn't slept in a few days and nights, and like a child who was afraid of losing my parents, I pulled my collar tightly and refused to let go. In general, Shen Yiren always carelessly speaks swear words more rudely than a man, but at this time it is quiet but has a particularly distressing look.
I involuntarily reached out and touched her slick face. The skin has amazing elasticity ...
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