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Chapter 125: One hundred twenty-five, help her wipe her face_1
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... ys thought his wife’s skin was nice, but he had not expected the touch to be so pleasant as well.
Chenzi couldn’t resist, and under the pretext of wiping her face, he stroked it again.
The feeling was incomparable.
Chenzi’s movements were careful and gentle, his eyes brimming with tenderness as though it was about to overflow.
Ji Pianran stared blankly at him.
That moment when his warm, dry palm touched her face.
Ji Pianran felt as though her face ...
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