The unique smell of He Huaiyan's body, the agarwood was cold, and it wrapped her without any gaps.

He leaned over and buried his head in her shoulder socket, rubbed it very lightly, and called her affectionately in Hong Kong dialect (Cantonese), "I like you, try to pat and drag it well."

The distance at this moment is intimate.

Nan Wan's mind was blank, her thin lips moved, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

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