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... e felt as if she was lying on a warm water bottle, the heat that she was gaining from this bottle was simply too comfortable, and she nuzzled her head against it, feeling the smooth texture underneath her cheek.


This was so comfortable that she did not want to move at all, and she burrowed further under the blanket, reached out her hands, and hugged the warm water bottle.


"My dear, I am not against this, but you should look at me first to make sure you really want us to t ...

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