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... careful, still wake up Qiu Qiu.
The morning sun was naughty and fell on Qiu Qiu’s face. Qiu Qiu’s shrimps bowed and stood uncomfortably.
Fu Ryan's sitting on the edge of the bed, picked him up and kissed him, and the big hand pressed slowly around his waist to relieve his muscle discomfort.
Qiu Qiu’s screaming, fascinated and blind, looked at him. “Why don’t you wake me up?...I haven’t had time to cook for Cognac.”
Fu Ryan smiled and kissed his forehead. "The last nig ...
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