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Russell looked at the girl's fair and smooth little face, his gaze gentle. "What good habits?" Zoey pressed her lips against the man's thin lips and whispered, "Goodnight kiss." Russell felt like he was being tortured to death by Zoey, he could touch her but couldn't have her. After tossing and turning for a while, the girl beside him finally fell asleep contentedly. Russell raised his hand and covered his eyes, the muscles in his arm flowing smoothly. He thought Zoey was deliberately tormenting him. After a while, he turned to look at the sleeping girl. Long eyelashes fell lightly on the porcelain smooth face, pure and beautiful. Zoey's sleeping posture was a bit hard to describe. At that moment, she was lying on the bed, and her nightgown had already ridden up to her waist. The