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... ingers, and gently slid on the muscles of his chest. He had the meaning of picking beans.
He seemed to feel itchy, the big palm grabbed her hand in the palm of her hand, and held it behind her, no longer letting her move, but from beginning to end, he did not open his eyes.
Nanxun fan with long eyelashes, soft voice, tempted to ask, "Boss, Tomorrow's Singles Day, do you want to take off?"
Her voice fell, the man slowly opened his eyelids, and his deep eyes stared at her, his ...
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