A faint fragrance came from the cold fingertips. Moonlight was in a trance for a moment, and quickly moved his face away. He solemnly raised his left hand, on which the silver wedding ring was shining: "I'm sorry ma'am, I'm a married person."

Elizabeth's hands were in the air, but she was not angry, with a provocative smile on her face. She withdrew her hand and paced slowly around the moonlight. She leaned forward suddenly, and Youxiang threw herself to the side of Moonlight like a ghost, and her slightly shining lips revealed the fragrance in the pianist's ear.

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