“My comb,” she said flatly, holding it up. “So what?” he replied, voice cold “Don’t touch it again “I will touch it. Not only the comb… but the most itching part of your body.”
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“My comb,” she said flatly, holding it up. “So what?” he replied, voice cold “Don’t touch it again “I will touch it. Not only the comb… but the most itching part of your body.”

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