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Gu Huajing's face was pressed against Feng Rong's neck. The hot air that she exhaled gently blew against her skin made Feng Rong feel a little strange.

No woman had ever dared to be so close to him, sticking to him like a cat, rubbing her head from time to time to express goodwill.

Feng Rong's arms tightened around Gu Huajing's slender waist