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Fu Ting refused." Don't."

"Your entire body will be mine sooner or later."He stared at her, his gaze particularly ambiguous, and his tone was neither hurried nor slow." Why aren't you testing the goods in advance?"

".."Fu Ting did not want to listen to him anymore. She turned around and was about to leave when the man grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. He pressed his face against hers and seduced her little by little." Shy, huh?""

Fu Ting lowered her eyes and tried to break his fingers." Let go of me!"

"Alright, big brother won't say anymore." Cen Juan stopped there and sat down on the small sofa next to Fu Ting with his arms around her. He took the hairdryer and whispered gently," I'll help you dry your hair, okay?""

Fu Ting sat in his arms and felt the strong scent of hormones on the man's body. Her throat was a little hoarse." I'll do it myself.""