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C127 Man's Incense

The man didn't say anything. He withdrew his arm from her waist, and his right hand naturally rested on her slightly protruding abdomen. The burning palm burned her skin.

"No." It was a simple word.

She gritted her teeth. "You're betting on me!"

"It's just a hand. It's not heavy."

"But I'm not feeling well!"

"I'm very comfortable

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