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... arms around Yelu Yan’s sturdy neck, resting her small head in the crook of his neck, with her smooth forehead pressed against his cheek.
Yelu Yan only felt a soft smoothness; her body carried a faint fragrance, always drawing him into this endless tenderness.
Li Xianyun, holding onto him, said in a soft voice, "Husband, you can’t bear to."
Yelu Yan chuckled lightly; his voice was very pleasant, even his laughter was melodious.
Indeed, he could hardly bear it; alw ...
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