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Her slender waist was tightly held by Lu Jihan, leaving no gap between them.
"You... let go!" Song Yinyin raised her head in shame and anger.
He lowered his eyes, almost eye to eye, nose to nose with her, their breaths interwoven.
Lu Jihan’s face was calm, his gaze at her indifferent, as if holding her like this was the most natural thing.
However, Song Yinyin, being thin-skinned, did not dare to make too much noise, fearing she might alarm others in t ...
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