C1774 Kissing on the Cotton Wool
Then he changed the subject, Xia Jinmian's tone was suspicious.
"Even if you think about something, you won't secrete a tear, unless you're bullying her."
"I didn't!" Nangong Yue felt wronged, "I really only kissed her for a while."
"Just for a while?"
"I was drunk, and I don't know how long I kissed her. "
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