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Yin Ming smelt the elegant and fragrant perfume that Rong Qi was emitting, it was extremely fragrant. He could not help but hug Rong Qi's waist and smell the scent that was coming from his body, and asked: "What do you want to say?"

"Ming, I ?" Rong Qi raised his head and saw the beautiful lips, a look of infatuation appeared on his drunken face: "Ah Ming, your lips are good, beautiful