Cheng Xianzi's long hair on the back of her head was tangled like a waterfall, and her frost-like thighs were like water snakes wrapped around Su Can's waist. The thin summer quilt could not cover their bodies, and their slender waists fell as the quilt slipped. The house seemed to be full of spring. Fortunately, the lights in the room had been turned off, otherwise she would definitely die of embarrassment....
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