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Boy: your lips look lonely. Why don't they meet mine?
*he leans in close*
Girl: your face looks lonely. Why doesn't it meet my fist?
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Boy: your lips look lonely. Why don't they meet mine?
*he leans in close*
Girl: your face looks lonely. Why doesn't it meet my fist?
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro