After Jiang Feng walked in, he then closed the door, and when he turned his head, he saw the person in front of him with a face like a peach blossom, his eyes were full of spring, his long wet hair poured down from his snow-white neck, and his slender legs were thin and round, dotted with crystal droplets, and his body

Hand hit...... Hand hit......

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