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This was the second time Zhu Kun had been told this, how could he be happy? In the next second, a wave of anger rose in his heart.

It was fine for Deng Jiajia to say that, but he could get Deng Jiajia to return it when they were in bed.

When the time came, he would see what kind of beautiful moans could be heard from Deng Jiajia's small red lips.

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