Ruan Yin gave him his arms to be trapped, visibly tense.

The smell of wine that Ying Xurin spat out fell on the top of her head, and her dense black hair, undyed, was simply pulled up with a hairpin.

Wearing a silk pajama set, the texture is soft, but it can't be soft on her body.

He held her waist, there are lines, there is a feel, not skinny, the plump woman has her attractiveness.

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