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Then he moved to her lips and slowly rubbed his fingertips against her rosy lips. Li Xiaoya subconsciously pursed her lips as she felt her lips itch.

In recent days, he had always had the leisure to stare at her rosy lips, watching them open and close under the control of his master. Because of her laughter, it formed a beautiful arc, pouting in dissatisfaction, like a cherry, like sweet honey