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Qin Mo's eyes shook, it felt as if stretching out his hands and caressing her fiercely in his arms was the only way to relieve the intense desire of wanting her.

The last thread broke when she lowered her eyes, not to mention the pair of black eyes that attracted people.

Qin Mo quickly turned his hand back, and no longer wanted to let her enjoy being at the top. Instead, he forced her to the edge of the bathtub.

She couldn't hear anything else. Only his panting and her name which he cried repeatedly.

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The next time she regained consciousness, he had already carried her onto the bed, his voice still low and deep. "You are right, we shouldn't stop."

As compared to the previous two times, it was more unrestrained this time, because there were no considerations.

He was well versed in making a woman happy. Just like a demon who specializes in bewitching people's hearts, tearing through his layer of grace and nobleness.