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"Mm …" "Hot …" Gong Yunning rolled around on the soft bed, her palms instinctively grabbing at her clothes. She wanted to open her eyes to take a look, but her eyelids could not open no matter how hard she tried.

Shentu Jia stared at the little person on the bed, his palm-sized face was covered in sweat, slowly flowing down along her cherry red lips