The hand on the navel drew circles casually.

Jiang Yanxing hugged her tighter, buried his head in the side of her warm neck, his hand gradually moved up, covering her fast-beating atrium, and chuckled in a dumb voice, "Why is it so big, and you are still defenseless against me?" ”

With a flicker of thought, he seemed to go back to that night.

The celebrity circle of Star City envied Song Qitang's good life.

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"Searching" Chapter 351 When no one whispers in the middle of the night It's hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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