His hand lifted up the skirt, and he explored to the side. He used one hand to support her body. Suddenly, his body tensed and then relaxed. She heard the sound of silk tearing. Her long skirt had become a heap of torn clothing in his hands.
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"Master…"
The clothes were taken off inch by inch. Ye Ling carried her and threw her on the bed. His body covered hers. Two shadows were intertwined together, and the starlight on the ceiling seemed to follow their mood as it changed colors.
Sometimes, it was the color of starlight. Sometimes, it changed into a girlish pink, and sometimes, it changed into a brilliant rainbow color. The rays of light were bright and dark as they fell onto the intertwined shadows, providing them cover in a layer of dubious light.
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"Ah… painful… " Shen Qianshu gave a suffocating groan. Her eyes were red. Both her hands slightly pressed against his chest.
Damn, you are very rough!!!
