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and again, from red to white, just like a peony in full bloom. Rong Ling couldn't help himself, his heart pounding. He lowered his head and pressed a deep kiss onto her lips.Tears welled up in Lin Me...twisted like a yellow eel, and she kept whimpering in protest!Even after such a violent struggle, the four men were somewhat exhausted. Their steps toward the dark alley became slower as they dragged...