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Although it was a guilty pleasure, Han Zhuoli completely could not be bothered. “Call me that again.”
Lu Man: “…”
Han Zhuoli held the back of her head with one hand, the other looped tightly around her waist and he kissed her fiercely.
Lu Man tilted backwards because of the pressure around her waist, so he used his arm to support her back.
Both of them had closed their eyes, feeling like they were floating in the strong, rolling waves of passion.
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