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The temperature gradually rose, and the room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Jiang Jiu gently reached into Zhen Wan's clothes. Zhen Wan suddenly pushed Jiang Jiu away and hugged the quilt tightly with a blush on her face.

"Wan!" "I won't let you get hurt again. I, Jiang Jiu, swear that when you think about it