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"Do you like this kind of look?"
Qiao Suisui's hand felt like it got stung and she struggled to escape from his burning palm.
"I'm full."
She stood up a bit frantically, wanting to leave, but Carl wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her down onto his strong, muscular legs.
"Behave, I haven't had my fill yet."
She had hastily grabbed an unused fork in her panic, and now her hands were tightly gripping it, with the tines pressed against Carl's chest where his muscles were faintly visible.
"What's wrong, you want to fork me to death?"
She had just stood up and was pushed back onto his lap by Carl pinching her waist.
Qiao Suisui could feel his firm thigh muscles and the scorching temperature beneath his clothes.
"Sit still. If you keep moving around, I can't guarantee what might happen."
Qiao Suisui immediately dared not move.
"You... let me down."