It was almost one or two o'clock in the morning when the car finally drove in the direction of home.

It was already past the usual point of sleep, and Yin Xujia yawned sleepily.

The brain is not very clear, and Yin Xujia's head is lit like a chicken pecking rice.

The obsidian tail ring refracted a thin light, which shone right on Yin Xujia's smooth jade-like side face.

It makes you want to touch it.

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Chapter 33 of "Tear Mole" A woman is like a garment is being hit by her hand, please wait a moment,

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