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The kitchen su had used was even more tragic than the battlefield.
The Butler ordered the servants to clean up.
Mother zou cut a plate of fresh oranges and walked up the stairs, thinking that she should have finished her medicine by now and had some fruit to clear her mouth.
However, just as the top of her head peeked out from the spiral staircase on the second floor, she heard a delicate sound coming from the young master's room. She instantly reacted and tiptoed back down.
It seems that young master doesn't want to eat fruits now.
In the room.
His urgent breathing landed beside Bo Yunli's ears, like a small furnace burning.
His lips| Tongue| Drifting, gently rubbing against the Kasaya, then gently biting the Kasaya.
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Su ye's head was spinning and he could not think. He buried his burning face in Bo Yunli's shoulder.
He took a deep breath of the sweet scent on her body.
He really wanted to swallow her up.
