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... p>She only put her hands on Jiang Chen’s shoulders because of excitement, so that she could see her idol closely.


The problem was with where they were and what she was wearing.


She had never expected Jiang Chen to get rid of the rope, so she was only wearing a bathrobe.


At this moment, the robe got loose, and she was raising her arms high.


From where Jiang Chen was, he could see her breasts perfectly.


And this was her room. It was inevi ...

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