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pierced with a bottle. No one knew how to react. Zhu Bingbing frantically took off her long shirt. There was only a base tank top underneath, but it was better than nothing warm. Her shirt had been t... It was both warm and awkward.She leaned back slightly, bracing herself against his thigh, slowly and clumsily moving towards him. She was utterly drained, this slow, labored movement driving Ye Feiyu...