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Huo Yiran laughed lightly. The boy's lips brushed against his neck. His Liang Liang's, but his breathing was a little hot.

'An itch... ' She was ticklish. She couldn't help but see him curled up in his arms, twitching and laughing nonstop.

Huo Yiran couldn't help but laugh as well, as if he hadn't laughed like this for a long time. When he went to bite her