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Wang Hu sat on the edge of the brick bed while Zhao Xioulan sat on her lap, leaning against him.

At this time, how could the man's hand be obedient? Wang Hu was unbuttoning the buttons in front of Zhao Xiuran.

Wang Hu wanted to savor the person in his embrace as he felt every inch of her beauty.

Seeing Zhao Xiulian's white collarbone in front of him, Wang Hu leaned against her again