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... itching in his lower abdomen, and took out a syringe like a round cuff button from the terminal.
Under the attack of passion, the originally skilled steps and movements became slow and chaotic.
Lu Liran bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the sharp pain made him wake up a little bit.
He rolled up the sleeve of his right arm, and a metal needle popped out from the bottom of the syringe, snapping into his arm.
Lu Liran closed his eyes, enduring the pheromone that was ac ...
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