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On the soft couch, Song Yan opened his eyes, patting the plump buttocks of the beauty serving him by his side. She hurriedly got up from the couch, wrapped herself tightly in a plush blanket, bowed to him, and said timidly, "Seventh Master, this servant will take her leave first."
"Hmm."
Hearing Song Yan's response, the beauty hastily stepped out, opening the door.
A gust of bone-chilling wind mixed with snow rushed inside.
The beauty carefully walked out from the side, ignoring the cold outside and the fact that her legs were bare.
The power of authority is far greater than the cold of winter.
The door closed gently.
Song Yan comfortably leaned back on the couch, took a jug of fine wine placed on the side table, and drank a refreshing sip.
Speaking of it, he didn't hesitate for a moment to kill Yan Qi, the Second Gang Leader of the Cao Gang in Shanyang City, and then impersonate him.
