Claire Yu gave Violet Ye a K!ss on the cheek.
The warm and soft K!ss penetrated Violet Ye's cheek skin, and the tiny capillaries made her tremble slightly. Her hands unconsciously clasped on Claire Yu's waist. Claire Yu leaned down, like a soft branch. , was caught by Violet Ye and held in his arms.
Claire Yu's head fell on Violet Ye's arm, and he raised his eyes to look at Violet Ye.
"Sister, it was me who K!ssed you, not you who K!ssed me." Violet Ye leaned close to Claire Yu and whispered. From a close distance, Claire Yu's full lips moved slightly, and they were covered with a layer of glossy color. She only felt her throat tingling. Dry, only Claire Yu's lips can solve it.
Everything seemed to be in slow motion at this point.
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