Feng Nianen's body was already trembling uncontrollably.

Fu Chengqian's cold palm stroked the back of her neck, slowly moving down, touching her back. It felt like a poisonous snake touching her with its cold snake hyacinth, opening its mouth at any moment to devour her in one gulp.

Her skirt has a square neckline, and a lot of skin is exposed behind it.

I felt that Fu Chengqian was not satisfied with this, and seemed to stroke more deeply.

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Chapter 32 of "Mistaken Winter" The consequences are very serious I am hitting my hand, please wait a while,

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