Only then did she let go of Chen Qingjin's red lips, which had already been licked by herself, and lay on the bed, panting lightly.

The anxiety just now was not much left because of the tossing just now, and Song Shuyan didn't want to know about the things in the original plot. As long as this person was Chen Qingjin, Song Shuyan felt that everything didn't matter.

Now Song Shuyan is adhering to the mood of soldiers coming to block and water coming to cover.

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