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"I'm here." In the red tent that rippled with a charming and ambiguous atmosphere, that low and hoarse voice was filled with seriousness.

Su Xiao Jin's heart sank at that moment.

Young Master Qiushan's lips once again moved from her earlobes to her cheeks. His cherished inch once again kissed her cheeks, her slightly swollen lips, her delicate nose, and then her blurry eyes