C439 yakuza, radix

Long Tianyu carried Ji Zichen by the waist and walked towards the bed in the room. In her embrace, Zichen's eyes were half-closed, borrowing the alcohol and her emotions, her delicate body turned rosy, her flawless face blossomed like a peach blossom, her delicate red like water droplets. Her snow-white arms powerlessly hugged Xiao Lang's waist, intoxicated beyond belief.

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