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Shen Fengxi's voice was tinged with impatience: "I didn't hear that.",Shen Fengxi buried in his earlobe and kissed twice, covering his abdomen with his hand, and whispered hoarsely, "Can I",Meng Qiong's footsteps didn't stop. The cold wind blew her hair, making it stand on end. She looked up at the northern city. It was a snowy day in December. Her hands were frozen stiff, and her vision was a little blurry.。