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[Speed more] "girl, your lips are so fragrant and sweet ......" he ** murmured in her ear. But she was afraid to push away his face but a blush "How do you this person, not moving to kiss me, my lips and not jelly." He, the king of the underworld, not in the ground to do his good king of the underworld, but in favor of coming up to pester her. "Girl, I'm leaving oh." He stared at her fondly, but she celebrated...