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... ments. Ji Nuan could barely hold on anymore. He watched her, his low and heavy chuckle causing her ears to burn scarlet red.
He pressed her waist, forcing her upward to feel the burning heat through his pants.
She shrunk backward from the touch but grabbed onto his shoulders for fear of falling off. This brought them even more intimately pressed together.
Mo Jingshen appeared completely in control of his senses. Ji Nuan’s waist felt weak. She tried to press her sepa ...
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