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... torn a door, one grabbed her shoulder, one buckled her waist, and fixed her in place.
And he, bowed his neck...
pain.
It hurts.
His hands were like iron tongs, clenching her shoulders and holding her waist that was not covered.
His strength is too great, and the cloud painting even feels that his bones must be crushed by him.
However, it was not these that made her most uneasy, but he was biting her neck and sucking her blood.
When I first bite h ...
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