Looking at the bright red face of summer snow on the bed like peaches, and the ear-piercing voice of babies, Li Tian involuntarily moved forward.

Someone can no longer control it.

In the end, the unconscious summer snow happened with Li Tian what should not have happened!

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cool!

Thousands of words!

And what about summer snow? Five years of emptiness and loneliness, in this instant of complete outbreak, slender arms around Li Tian's neck, the body with his shaking, and light cooperation, the mouth is called out a pleasant voice.

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And what about summer snow? At this moment, I also feel unprecedented satisfaction, holding Li Tian's arm.

And...