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... ly flipping through a morning newspaper.

Although she’s wearing a patient’s gown, it can’t conceal Lin Jing’s mature and charming figure…

The timeless eyes of an eastern woman, the gently rippling light, soft and moist, mixed with an aloofness that warns strangers to keep their distance.

Her snow-white neck…

Her full, rounded contours…

Her entire figure is so abundant, so stunningly beautiful.

In front of the bed stands a middle-aged man, strictly ...

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