C268 I Only Touch You

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Shen Zichuan did not care about Faang Xiaoran's refusal and forcefully held her small hand firmly in his palm. He pursed his thin lips and lightly coughed. There was an insuppressible trace of nervousness in his heart. "By the way, do you like the blue color and bring an outdoor balcony or a small western-style house?"

Faang Xiaoran did not understand why he suddenly asked her