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... nd the little vines hanging on him were whispering, "Well."
Chu Xiangtian hugged him up, holding his knees in his hands, holding him like a child, holding him on his chest and walking in the middle.
When the door was closed, there was only a red candle in the house. Chu Xiangtian put him on the bed, leaned on it, and gently rubbed him against the tip of his nose. "How is this so active?"
Fu Hao took his neck and did not loosen it. He heard the eyelashes tremble slightly, the ...
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