Chapter 12 Pushing

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Tang Han hurriedly ran Xuantian Gong to suppress the dryness in his heart, only then did he feel better, his hands slowly pressed down on several acupuncture points at Le Meixuan's shoulders, in order to increase the effect, he secretly applied his true qi, a hot and soft breath passed from his fingers. Le Meixuan's cervical spine was not too good, and today she was tired all day, her neck was sore and hard. In addition, the silk burning heat coming from Tang Han's fingers made her feel a wave of relief, and a whisper came out of her mouth. Tang Han's big hand gave a beat, a moment of apathy. "What are you doing, hurry up." Le Meixuan had just gotten comfortable when Tang Han stopped, which made her very dissatisfied. Tang Han's summer clothes are very thin, and Le Meixuan just wore a

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