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Fortunately, he had remarkable self-control, and there was still a fraction of rationality left in his mind.
He knew that if they continued here, it would turn into a public spectacle for the whole world to see.
He lifted An Ruo in his arms and strode toward the car. The backrest lowered, and the one-way visible car window rose, the luxurious car isolated everything from the outside world.
An Ruo lay on the backrest, drenched and flushed, her eyes glazed.
The robust male body covered hers; her body trembled slightly for no reason.
She swore she was truly inebriated, but she also swore she knew what Tang Yuchen was doing, what she herself was doing.
Yet her reason couldn't stop it all; maybe she was bewitched, under a spell, and could only yield to her body's response...
That night, beside the deserted fountain, became an unforgettable one in An Ruo's life.
It was unforgettable because she sadly realized that her body had started to sink.
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