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When Wen Yuncheng was changing the dressing on Nineteen's eyes, he turned Nineteen over. Nineteen thought he was going to press on him again and kiss and touch him, but who knew that Wen Yuncheng buried his face in his ass and took a sip.
"Yeah! Our nineteen-year-old butts smell good."
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"Don't refuse it..." Nanmen Feng murmured, finally unable to bear it anymore, hugging him, crying, burying his head in his neck, his voice trembling slightly, "Achi... Don't refuse me... I know I was wrong..."
"..." He Chi breathed tremblingly and said, "Young Master, let's get together and go away..."
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"Ouch! Madam, your martial arts skills are unparalleled!" Chen Qiyuan lay on the bed, covering his shoulders like a fool, "My husband's shoulder hurts! I need a kiss to heal it."
"Childish!" Liu Zixi laughed angrily and hit him several more times. These punches looked painful, but in fact they didn't use much force. It was just that Chen Qiyuan wanted to make him happy, so he screamed when he hit him.
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"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Han people are really like porcelain dolls." Xiye Loulan sat beside the bucket and held his hand and smiled, "The skin is actually more delicate than our women."
Ji Wenxian saw him touching the back of her hand, and suddenly held his hand with her backhand, turned it inward, and Xiye Loulan was twisted into the bucket: "Fuck!"
Xiye Lou Lan stood on the edge of the bucket and came out to look at him fiercely. Just as she was about to speak, Ji Wenxian pinched her cheek with a smile: "Is the bath water good?"
"..." Xiye Loulan almost opened her mouth, but she felt very aggrieved that she wanted to curse but couldn't.
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