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... route.
Fu Juncheng saw her small thoughts, and tightened his arms around her waist a little.
The thin lips moved to her ear, "Is there any problem with me, don't you know?"
The voice was low and hoarse, with a deceptive magnetism, pulling every nerve of Gu Qingning.
She turned around in his arms, put one hand on his strong chest, avoiding the warm and grinding breath in her ears.
"I know what I know, get out quickly, don't make Grandpa Fu wait too l ...
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