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Nanmen Feng's body stiffened. He could clearly feel Duanmu Qing's shoulder against his own. He could still smell the delicate fragrance of Duanmu Qing's body as bean-sized sweat dripped down from Nanmen Feng's forehead.

Duanmu Qing smiled coquettishly and wiped Nanmen Feng's sweat with a napkin.

"I'll do it