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who was perched on his lap. He was holding her close, his hand absentmindedly tugging at the hem of her dress, leaving Wen Nuan feeling extremely awkward and embarrassed.On one hand, she resisted hi...belt, he couldn't help but peck her cheek. Wen Nuan felt hot enough to sweat."It's not paper, it's hot... turn on the air conditioning.""Be good, you'll be warm when we get home." Ye Feimo smiled like...