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... to hold it, to lure him to do evil.

"...do you know what's in your stomach?"

He was very hoarse.

There is a soft and greasy feeling on the fingertips.

Due to the development of Omega, Ye Ci's originally thin and tight abdomen with clear lumps was covered with an extremely thin layer of fat.

I'm afraid you can't see it with your eyes, but the warm and smooth suet-like touch is not deceiving, and it exists at the same time as the toughness of the muscles...

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