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... curtains fluttered as the man embraced the woman with a deep bow, his coarse knuckles embedded in her delicate skin.
The two were tightly sealed together, leaving no space in between.
After Li Xianyun had adjusted, Yelu Yan began to move.
Rising and falling.
Drifting and sinking.
Without end or reprieve.
Li Xianyun clung tightly to Yelu Yan’s muscular shoulders as if she held onto solid rock.
Her small hands were slender and delicate, with ...
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