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it. "Last time, who was the one who主動 climbed onto my bed It was more like a game of mutual desire, wouldn't you say" 。“As soon as this came up, Wen Nuan’s face flushed. "Ye Fei Mo, I was drunk and...s, a hazy drunkenness, her gaze as if shrouded in mist. She gently tugged at his sleeve, her fingertips touching his cuff. The sapphire-colored cufflinks were still chosen by her. Ye Feimo lowered his...