Qiao Li slept with an enthusiastic and energetic boy, woke up the next day, and exchanged detailed personal information with him with the idea of continuing to communicate.
Speaking of age, the other party struggled for a long time, then hesitantly said, “I, I’m eighteen.”
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Qiao Li was so frightened that she immediately ran away. The other party quickly grabbed her with his eyes and hands, and asked aggrievedly, “You don’t want me if you get my virginity?”