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After dinner, Su Ruyu had Mo Shitian wash the dishes. Mo Shitian, however, stared at her pale thighs, especially at those bruises. There was a hidden desire burning in his eyes.

He somehow had a desire to pin Su Ruyu on the ground and do her hard one more time. As his hands naughtily ran up from her thighs to her secret garden, he realized that she was wearing nothing underneath it. The hidden desire in Mo Shitian immediately erupted. He grabbed Su Ruyu and pulled her into his embrace so that she would sit on his thighs. His hands naughtily roamed underneath her shirt.

'F***!'

Su Ruyu cursed him in her heart. Horny bastard! Even if he did not want to rest, she needed rest as her body was seriously protesting her overuse. If she overexerted herself further, her body would be nothing short of messed up.