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or. he was a little feverish and turned away shyly.
but he could still see a little. A sudden chill on her left shoulder destroyed her perfect and beautiful body. contrary to her pure and beautiful appearance, mirail's navel was studded with gorgeous sequins. , it seems like a quick gem.
clark only knew that women of some ethnic groups in some parts of the world have a habit of wearing jewelry or gold objects in their navels. the west coast of his hometown, New York, was a city of global immigrants. he was lucky to meet people who inherited this type of custom. women who bine traditional and modern fashion styles have beautiful bellies like millet.
Just he's still interested, doesn't it hurt?
Although it was a little fanciful, mr. clark didn't slow down and quickly changed his clothes. milea was a little slow. After all, she was a thin woman who always wore fat men's clothes. It's a little easier to organize. Fortunately, despite its problems, miraille is very effective.
``Is it still cold now?'' clark couldn't help but laugh at mirai's fat cat-like appearance, but still asked with concern.
\"It's okay.\" mirella pursed her lips and looked at clark, probably seeing the smile in his eyes.
clark and miraille return to the secret passageway and head straight for the secret door closest to the exit. the sound of clark and miraille's breathing could be heard on the road.
they moved quickly and reached the secret door in less
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