Lin Kenian slid down his left hand and took Ning Yucheng's right hand: "Where did you want to pinch me that day? Is it this?" After saying that, he pulled Ning Yucheng's right hand through his open coat and covered it on his chest. Ning Yucheng felt Lin Kenian's body temperature on his palms, his face immediately turned red, and the tips of his ears throbbed with blood. ((((((((((I like this flirting technique so much, I'll give it an introduction)))))))
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