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... rubbed her bare feet on Huo Yu's calf in trousers.

Across the thin cloth, he could feel the temperature on Huo Yu's skin, and he could also feel the muscles in his legs that were suddenly tensed.

Xia Wan's heart tightened suddenly, becoming more nervous and excited.

Like teasing a cat, happy but with a little bit of wickedness, she quietly moved her feet up.

"Xia Wan!" Huo Yu's voice was low and hoarse, and he gave a warning, then reached out to hold Xia Wan's restles ...

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