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It is said that the mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River are picturesque, but Yu Si feels that nothing in the world can compare with the girl in front of him. Song Yunxiang tied up a low ponytail with a purple hairband, and her eyes were full of tenderness. The hand holding the brush moved on the paper and wrote the word "Yu Si".
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The young man seemed drunk and pushed Song Yunxiang against the wall. He leaned slightly closer to Song Yunxiang and said slowly: "Axiang, I like you so much." Song Yunxiang felt her ears were a little hot. She stared at the young man with piercing eyes and kissed the young man bravely." Yu Si's eyes gradually deepened, and he lowered his head slightly to deepen the kiss.
Intention: Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet