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At night, in the capital, lights were flickering.

Xiang Zhuang, who had never been near women before, suddenly reached out and hugged his wife, Sun Yan. Then, he soared into the sky like an eagle and disappeared into the desolate street.

In one room, there was a large soft bed with a red veil covering it. Xiang Zhuang's entire being was filled with the nervousness and nervousness of youth