baby.
He yelled to her twice, the first time was for a variety show, and the second time was here.
With his lazy voice, there is a little bit of joy and coquetry.
His hands were lightly resting on her waist, and the temperature of his fingertips was not low, but even through a layer of clothing, he could still transfer the iron to her skin.
There was a clear breath in his ears, and the two postures were too close, and she could feel the heartbeat in his chest, bursts of intense.
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