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The next morning, Ye Wei was awoken by a noise. She woke up in a daze and felt something warm run over her face. Ye Wei, in her sleepiness, raised her hand and slapped it.

With a loud thud, somebody's pale white face had a palm mark on it. Mo Jue looked on at her, who was in a deep slumber, with gritted teeth and wished he could simply just eat her out. That damn lass sure slapped him extremely hard.

Ye Wei was exhausted from his overtures last night and was in a deep sleep. She would have been awoken by the slightest disturbance. Mo Jue, who was unwilling to simply take that beating for naught, felt extremely unfair. He was slapped before he could have her.

He could not help but run his hands across her as he pinned her down and pulled her face over. "Wei Wei, wake up…"

"You… bastard." Ye Wei punched Mo Jue who did not seem to mind it.