Lu Man's protest was useless. She tried kicking, hitting, everything but it was all futile. In the end, she was sobbing and crying, feeling very woeful.
Did this person have any self-control!
He was too overboard!
"There there." Finally, after quite a while, Han Zhuoli was feeling satisfied and full. He kissed away the tears from the corner of her eyes as he consoled her. "It's alright, it's alright. It's alright now."
Completely exhausted, Lu Man didn't even have the strength to open her mouth. She wanted to sleep but Han Zhouli had tormented her so much that she couldn't even sleep now.
Finally, when Han Zhuoli let go off her, it was morning.
Displeased with him, Lu Man kicked his calf. "I want to sleep."
"Ok ok ok, sleep," Han Zhuoli coaxed as he hugged her.
Right now, Lu Man's mind was occupied with just one thought. A man who has had his fill would agree to anything.
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