"Just an apology?"
Verity Sang raised his eyebrows slightly, turned sideways, and gently stroked Feng Changqing's Adam's apple with his fingertips.
Feng Changqing couldn't help but swallowed, "Stop touching."
I don't know when his voice became hoarse.
There was a little desire in the hoarseness.
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