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After they sat down, Jiang Yining ended up curled in Mu Chen's arms. She was still immersed in the intimacy when she heard the man make a hoarse request. "My hands aren't convenient. Ning, will you feed me?" Jiang Yining instinctively glanced at his hands. One arm was looped around her back, bracing her shoulders, while the other rested against the outside of her waist