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... of black hair on the half-exposed shoulder, the innkeeper nibbled at her red lips and looked at Li Ye seductively, waiting for his pity.
Li Ye came to the bed, reached out, and caught the innkeeper’s snow-white shank outside the quilt.
The innkeeper hummed and her waist, as withy as the willow branch, twisted under the quilt, like waves. She was so soft that it seemed that she had no bones.
Li Ye held the innkeeper’s shank… put it back into the quilt, and… that was ...
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