When it was time for the final styling, the stinging pain of separating the scalp from the hair roots came, waking up Feng Xiaoyu, who was in a fugue.

Lowering his eyes, the man's figure leaned over the woman's shoulder, his jaw pressed against hers, the slight itching made her want to dodge, but his movements were very strong, and his hands held her shoulders and nailed her to the ground.

Shen Jiashi: "What do you look at again?" ”

Feng Xiao Yu ...... lightly

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