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Chapter 1849 We Are Stuck in the Elevator
down the ring in her hand, continued to buckle it with the lid.She pulled up a chair, sat down, and continued to tap into her creative inspiration.A thick stack of paper, that was all her inspiration...his thin lips still ravaging hers. His fingers lifted the skirt from her shoulders and pulled it down, revealing her beautiful, pure form as it fell to her ankles.Her body was slightly cold, which cau...