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Xiao Leng slowly held Gu Qiangwei's face. Flames jumped in his eyes and the warm air scattered on Gu Qiangwei's face. Gu Qiangwei's eyes were misty as she slowly closed them and raised her head slightly.

Her vermilion lips were like a newly ripe cherry, exuding an attractive luster. Xiao Leng's breath became heavier and his breathing quickened.

His gaze moved from Gu Qiangwei's lips to her long