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Jiang Ting grabbed the back of Gu Qing's head and pressed his cold lips against Gu Qing's lips.

The soft touch carried a trace of coldness. Jiang Ting Chi stuck out his tongue and pried open Gu Qing's pearly white teeth.

This kiss was so intense and continuous that it was like heavenly thunder and earthen fire. The two of them quickly felt their bodies heat up