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His thin, cool lips came up. I had almost forgotten that we had ever been close.

"Did you miss me in July?" His hand started to move around, and I held his hand. "Songnan …"

"You like Wu Millet to be so gentle, don't you?" His hand had already reached under his clothes. He used his fingers to rub on a soft spot and slowly pinched it. "I don't want you to marry me anymore