He stretched out his thick palm and gently stroked her forehead, brushing her hair back, and the small face with the big palm was more clearly reflected in his vision.

The rough fingertips gently rubbed her smooth and fair cheeks, almost greedy and longing, and his heart trembled a little and excited...

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