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The warm yellow wall lights covered their figures with ambiguous outlines.
Yan Xi's hand stroked her lower abdomen one by one, her lips as soft as petals lingered on her lips and neck, bringing a suffocating trembling.
An Zhi wanted her to kiss her more and to touch her more. Longing for her kiss, longing for her touch.
She heard Yan Xi's hurried voice, and her silky hands were constantly stroking her waist, back and forth, passing her back waist from the front, ...
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