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"The hormones released, you said I was a little confused... Your hair tastes so beautiful, like flowers and honey, and I am surrounded by you, and my whole body is soaked. I have been savoring it. You are my baby, you make me crazy..."

The singing stopped abruptly.

Fang Ying maintained the posture of walking on the street dance machine, looking at the carriage at the entrance of the alley, and his pupils contracted violently.

The carriage is simple and simple.

The kind that is absolutely inconspicuous when walking on the street.

But the people inside are not simple.

The curtains on the side of the carriage were lifted.

The face of the eunuch Zhang Ananda was exposed from behind the curtain, with his eyelids drooping, and slowly looked at Fang Ying:
Chapter completed!