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pleasure firsthand, how could he remain indifferent.Not to mention.He, who had just started his sexual life, lost control of his body even more.Ning Shu's face was buried in the soft pillow, his ears...The farewell was hazy, but I could still recall the soft, faint scent on her skin the moment I lifted her into my arms.He had no time to think about it.Gao da Alha's eyes darkened, and then he turned...