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Third Young Master Ye suddenly grabbed her and conveniently fell onto the roses. Cheng Anya lost her balance and fell onto him as Third Young Master Ye held her head and passionately kissed her. His agile tongue dug into and her mouth and glided across each inch of her tender skin. He eventually sucked at and teased her tongue.

As though it was something fragile that would give way to his touch, he was gentle and careful with it. Miss Cheng was touched by his gentleness and complied with Third Young Master Ye's romantic advances.

Ah Chen…

"Dear Anya, it is so good to have you!" Third Young Master Ye smiled gently as he ran his slender fingers across her lips. There was a genuine satisfaction from within him as his good-looking face had a gentle yet alluring hue to it.

"For your entire life." Cheng Anya did not settle for her praise as she yanked him up by his tie and sat up. "Third Young Master Ye, let's discuss something…" She smiled.

"Ah Chen!"