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Ji Qing was immersed in pleasure when Leng Ziqing suddenly left, making her feel uncomfortable. She nervously twisted her small waist.

Leng Ziqing held Ji Qing's waist with one hand, not allowing her to move. "Tell me, do you love me?" The order sounded like it belonged to a king.

Ji Qingxiang sweated profusely, her almond eyes were misty. "I feel so uncomfortable