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"Hehe, I knew you were the best." Lin Xiaoqing said as she inched her body forward and hugged the man's neck tightly.

The weather was getting colder and colder, but Song Beichuan was Lin Xiaoqing's artificial big furnace and he was not afraid of anything.

"Okay, don't move. If you continue to touch your husband, I, won't be able to hold it back