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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 332: Enough Madness

Strangely, the atmosphere was somewhat grating.

Yvonne Finley didn't want to sink into this somewhat unpleasant mood, so she looked up, "Sweetheart, how did I find that you are even better at mood swings than I am?"

He lowered his eyes, "What? Got tired and bored after the harvest, and after a few times in bed? Not loving it anymore?"

This comment seemed to break the briefly stagnant atmosphere, reviving the conversation once again.

Yvonne Finley exaggerated her approval by nodding emphatically, "In life indeed, we need different 'new' experiences to fill in."

"Then I will be your constant 'bedmate' apart from your 'new' experiences, after all, I'm good at it, and you should have no objection." He chuckled lazily, casually playing with the ends of her hair, emanating a cold, carefree demeanor with his overly confident charm.

Yvonne Finley laughed until her stomach started to ache, and she could only restrain herself, "Cut it out."