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When Yi Qinghe entered, he just happened to see Chen Mo undressing Xu Yilin.

His hands were already cupping those firm peaks, but at just that scene, she hastily retreated.

"Hey, close the door behind you!"

Chen Mo even shouted a reminder, to which Xu Yilin shot him a glare, "Now you've ruined it, haven't you."

"Don't scare me, you've been in the entertainment industry for so many years, you're definitely not worried."

Xu Yilin walked over to the door herself, locked it, then came back and sighed deeply, "Anyway, people in the circle probably all know about my situation, it doesn't matter, especially her, a seasoned diva like her won't gossip recklessly."

She pushed Chen Mo down onto her makeup stool and began to undo his belt.

"Let me do it, don't mess up my makeup, and my hair was just done too."

She pulled out the Dragon Breath, lowered her own underwear, and began to sit down slowly, sighing again, "It's really too big…"