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Zachary propped up his head to look at him, through the moonlight to see the beauty, he did not feel bored, Quilly's those cold angles were smoothed by the moonlight, long feathered eyelashes sprinkled a gentle sweeping shadow, he could not help but look a little dazed.

He gently removed Quilly's silver-rimmed glasses and, following his usual habit, placed them by the computer.

In Quilly's words, his presence simply doesn't make sense.

Zachary endured the temperature that distracted him, the vermilion blood faintly melted between those two thin, cool lips, tinged with a bit of seductive red, then without waiting for him to mess with it, it was hidden again.

Zachary moved some sore muscles and bones, and took off another vermilion Gods beads, his vermilion although because of the town of the wrongful spirit, not as bright as other vermilion, but at least it is also to ward off evil extremely his family thing.

But it is very strange that although Quilly can observe words, even if he wan
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