**

Jing Zhihuai couldn't help but speak, she couldn't help but want to push it away, but was taken back by the man's heavier force, and then, her neck faintly felt wet.

"Boom"!

There seemed to be countless small sparks exploding in his head, Jing Zhihuai put his hands in front of him, but he couldn't stop Gu Yuanzhi's action of asking her.

From his neck to his chin, his hot and humid breath was unsteady and unrefusable, and even brought a piece of it with him wherever he passed

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