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Because Little Peach was so lively, she was contently dancing her hands and feet while lying on Mo Shiche's chest, crawling back and forth. Luo Qiangwei, standing outside, couldn't reach her to wash her, so she had to undress and enter the bathtub too—otherwise, she would dirty the bathwater.
She knelt by the man's side, leaning over with a baby foam washer to bath Little Peach, but Mo Shiche suddenly lifted Little Peach high up.
Luo Qiangwei also instinctively leaned forward. She was originally bending over, and her knees were kneeling on the slippery bottom of the tub, so her body slid directly onto the sitting man.
Her soft belly pressed against the man's abdomen.
Before Luo Qiangwei could react, almost at the same time, Mo Shiche put Little Peach down and firmly pressed down on her shoulders.
"Ah..."
The sudden gravitational force, the unexpected straightforward intimacy, made Luo Qiangwei tense up instantly, unable to hold back a cry under the extreme stimulation.