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... nly because of the cold shower that made him want to shiver just now. He knew from a young age that Yang Xuan had a desire for him, and he once wanted to use this desire to get close to Yang Xuan and please him.

He couldn't fall asleep with his eyes closed, and then thought of that photo and the white T-shirt wrapped under the camouflage uniform. It was obviously just a simple old thing, but it involved a long-standing memory. That made him suddenly realize that Yang Xuan's affection for ...

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