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Zhang Qiang's face was completely red as he clenched his eggplant. He didn't even know where to put his eyes.

F * ck, why isn't this girl wearing clothes?

Seeing that, Li Qian smiled charmingly: "Why do you not dare to look? Weren't you enjoying it just now? "

As he spoke, he drew closer to Zhang Qiang, and the fragrance of a woman wafted into Zhang Qiang's nose.

Zhang Qiang