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... , but before she turned around, a slender arm wrapped around her waist and pulled it back easily. In his ear, his low, hoarse voice was a bit like gritted teeth, but because he was sick, it seemed soft and not threatening. Instead, it was like a small animal without danger, surrounding her a little dissatisfied and docile: "How does my sister know? ?"
"What?" If you should be cowardly, you will not dare to look back.
"How do you know I'm not good if you haven't done it?" The bod ...
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