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"Call me Lian Hao …" His hand moved all the way up, quietly unbuttoning the wide buttons of her dress. His big palm reached beneath her undergarment and took hold of her plump hands, squeezing them teasingly. "Comfortable?"

"Li …" "Lian Hao …" Yan Jing took a deep breath and shook his head in panic, "Don't do that..