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... p> But sticking to her role...
That depended on Fu Jinghen's charm, since she wasn't usually one to play by the rules.
Fu Jinghen had no idea what was on her mind, and, seeing her agree, he nodded his head in satisfaction. Just as he was about to get up from the sofa, Wen Qiao pressed down on his knee, blocking his way.
Catching a glimpse of her hand with cherry-colored nails resting on his knee, Fu Jinghen sat back down, "Something else?"
Then, he saw Wen Qiao pu ...
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