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He had different facial features and similar pupils. He had been resisting Xiao Yan's unreasonable invasion, but he was like a male prostitute who climbed onto Xiao Yan's bed on his own accord!

An inexplicable anger rushed into his brain, and then a clear and crisp slap rang out, shaking up the silence in the room.

"F * ck! How dare he hit you? Ruonuo, f * ck him!"

"F * ck