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... art started to beat faster, master Bo has such a special fetish?”
Bo Zhicheng’s brows were full of calmness. He nonchalantly lifted his eyelids and placed his wrist on the edge of the table at the front desk, his well-defined slender fingers lightly tapping at times.
“What are you thinking about?” He raised his eyebrows slightly.
The man then withdrew his indifferent gaze, there’s only one room left in the hotel. In order to avoid trouble, I’ll make do with you. After all ...
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