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Liu Wei's eager hands slipped underneath the layers of Yu Qingyu's clothes, struggling a bit because of the complicated noble attire. They were a bit cold from the chilly night air, but Yu Qingyu's skin was even colder. Not unpleasantly so, though - although it lacked the warmth of the living, it was smooth, soft, and delicate, Liu Wei felt as if he was brushing the finest silk with his fingertips. He barely even noticed his boyfriend's low body temperature, even as he was squeezing and kneading, familiarizing himself with Yu Qingyu's body.