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The more he tried not to think about it, the more he noticed. When He Fang was asleep, it wasn't a big deal, but now it was torture.
Qin Guanglin didn't dare look down at He Fang, or even move. He could only stare at the ceiling, trying to find something interesting to think about to distract himself. However, all that flashed through his mind were He Fang's small mouth, her plump behind, her fingers wet with saliva...his face grew redder and redder, and he couldn't help swa ...
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