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... ion, almost uncontrollably, he lowered his head and kissed her.
His lips were cool and soft.
Xia Xiaonuan thought she had gotten used to Nangong Yaoling’s extremely Western way of greeting her upon meeting — kissing.
Or perhaps, this was Nangong Yaoling’s way.
She could only passively let him kiss her, as he nibbled on and bit her lips and tongue, as if he were having a delicious feast.
Every time, she felt somewhat disdainful, yet every time, she was infe ...
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