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She let go of her hand, and the knife fell to the ground with a sharp clatter: "You eat slowly. I'll go outside for a cigarette.","I saw all your photos in Xiaoji's room drawer while I was helping her tidy up. She didn't tell you about that, did she",The topic was probably a little ambiguous, and suddenly there was a subtle tension in the air. Combined with the hazy lighting, it could easily spark some hormonal desires.。