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... nothing happened.

   He stretched out his tongue and licked it, the blood was indeed his.

   "His."

   The unresponsive man couldn't help taking a deep breath when her tongue slid across his skin.

   looked at her with deep and complicated eyes, as if there was a fire burning him all over his body.

   "Master, Madam, here we are."

   At this moment, the car stopped, followed by a reminder from Jiang Shaomo.

   His words instantly pulled Shen Xingl ...

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