Laughter...... Particularly familiar.

The voice is crisp and clean, with a metallic magnetism.

It's like an old wine being sealed in ice and buried in a barrel under the rainforest.

After years of restarting, it exudes a mellow fragrance of sparse wildness, which easily arouses the primordial desire in people's bones.

This throat had sneered at her and even ...... her

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