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Wild Conquest

"Prince of Eden Vs. Sly and Charming Deviant" Yvonne Finley, a new artist in the art industry, unexpectedly confesses her love online. She tagged a microblog user without any personal profile with a high-profile love declaration: "Can I kiss you?" An unexpected winner artist who has recently won a world-class gold award in the art industry. Aside from her exceptional talent, her extraordinary beauty has won the hearts of countless fans. But she rose to the top of the hot search with a startling statement. Countless fans’ dreams shattered late into the night. * In Yvonne Finley's eyes, the main character of this topic, Oscar Baker, is dishonest, hard to hook, tough, enchanting and makes her crazy. Other people's younger brothers are either puppies or wolves. But him - a mad person. Always with the laziest, crap and rebellious tone, saying the most overdue and provocative things to enrage people. -- Sis, you surely know how to take advantage. -- Sis, are you this crazy for me? -- Sis, can I charge an hourly rate for a kiss? Yvonne Finley, run out of patience, let this annoying mad person yelp at whoever it wants. She won't be waiting for him anymore. Later on. When she was imprisoned, the man who used to be lazy and rebellious was now taking the stand in court, clearing all the obstacles for her. He arrogantly came to the defendant's bench, pinched her neck across the table like a lover, and laughed in a languid and reckless manner, "Sis, how come you look... so great in this rundown state." The whole court was dumbfounded. Yvonne Finley: …Is it just me or is he really crazy? All the audacity at this time? The truth proved that he was indeed a maverick rebel. He was unmatched, right and left, and was only willing to break worldly rules for her and become her disciple. "Two bosses, non-virtuous male and female, the male lead initially pretends"

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Chapter 175: So It's You!

Yvonne Finley was heavily tickled by his contact with her neck while his words on the edge of the bed were far too bold. She could only lift her foot to kick him, but Caleb Baker caught her ankle and lazily slid his hand up her calf, half-closing his eyes, "Doesn't it hurt anymore?"

Yvonne exhaled, her leg still numb, so she let him squeeze it as he liked. It was incredibly comfortable, although they had used several locations and positions today. When they were on the desk, her legs were left dangling and sore for a long time. She hadn't recovered yet, so him taking care of her was only appropriate.

"Are you leaving today?" Yvonne glanced at the time. It was past nine. The outside world was pitch dark, the cold moon hung in the sky, partially concealed by clouds.

Caleb Baker sat up. His upper body remained unclothed. He moved to sit beside her legs and placed them over himself, massaging them inch by inch, "I'm with you."