Mythical Life Chronicle/C77 Close Contact
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C77 Close Contact

Zhang Zhen didn't leave; instead, he stood behind Mo Qingge, lost in thought.

He gazed down at Mo Qingge, who was nestled on the sofa, her snow-white chest rising and falling subtly.

His body began to warm, and his breathing quickened.

After watching TV for a bit, Mo Qingge felt something was off. Glancing back, she caught Zhang Zhen staring intently at her chest

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