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... oor, his face so pale that he looked like he was seriously ill. His clothes were already wet, and he dried them with his hands before getting wet again.
However, when it was past eleven o ‘clock in the evening, Rong Yan’s painful moans became clearer and clearer. However, it did not take long for her to gradually weaken as if she had no strength left.
Liancheng Yazhi never knew that time could be so long. It was simply grinding his tolerance.
Liancheng Yazhi was panicking ...
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