C1393 The Porridge That Was Cooked

In the next second, Moo Yunshen's fingers, as if they had eyes, reached into the hem of her pajamas with familiarity.

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She immediately closed her eyes and used the dim light to cover up the red and hot heat on her face. She pretended not to sleep well and her eyelashes trembled like the wings of a bee.

She felt a little uneasy, but then she thought with relief. After all