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"Uncle, release …" "Let me go …" Du Yuqing's lips were finally spared as she recovered from the ice-cold "taste". Panting, she shouted, "I will use other methods …"

A flame jumped in Wen Han's indifferent eyes. His pale, jade-like face had a faint blush on it, "Other than you having the chance in bed, the other methods are too weak. I don't want you to fail