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... ied her hair with practiced ease.
Sang Qiao sat quietly enjoying it, she couldn’t deny that having someone else dry her hair was truly comfortable.
Following the man’s gaze downward, she could see an enticing view of her loose neckline, though the young girl was completely unaware.
With her eyes closed and obediently letting him dry her hair, the man’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and his movements slowed unconsciously, losing their smoothness.
"Did you burn my hair?" San ...
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