Space out.

Ying Xurin's kiss is very entangled, not only is his breath taken away, but even his reason is gradually dissipating.

Ten fingers clasped together, and he pressed her arms to her sides in a gesture of conquest.

Thin lips roamed around her ears and cheeks, bringing itchy shivers.

He stared at her and asked her in a low voice, "Give?" ”

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"Whispering" Chapter 88 Crying is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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