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As he sized up An Su Yan's white stockings that were tightly wrapped around him, giving him infinite space, the Ye Emperor started to imagine. If he could hug this pair of breasts in his arms, stroking and teasing them as much as he liked, that feeling would be so wonderful. Thinking about it, Ye Huang couldn't help but reveal a mischievous smile.

Just at that moment