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Knee up, hit someone in the key to the next generation.

This part was just like a woman's chest.

Qi Lihao inhaled a breath of cold air, "Silk..."

Releasing the restraint on her, he used both hands to cover the injured part of his body, not recovering his strength for a while.

Ying Lee took the opportunity to give him a push.

"Pong!" With a dull thud, his back hit the edge of the washbasin