Ye Xuanye's breathing was stagnant, his eyes sank, and he sighed softly: "Baby, are you still angry about the thing that I kissed you in the morning?" Besides the things in the morning, he couldn't think of anything else he could do to make her Diaphragmatic response, unpleasant.

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