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Edited by Psycho S.
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She always forgave him, but doing stupid things wasn't really worth it because the time it took her to forgive him prolonged each time. Because each time, she had to fight with her reationality more than before.
While being bitten, Xuan Mu could somehow converse with his wife without her needing to utter a word, "It's not a hickey but domestic abuse? No, I won't report you to the police."
He missed her to death and didn't have the strength to reprimand her for her drug addiction. (Says a man with a wife addiction.) Arguments and judgment could be postponed for later.
Bing Shi finally surrendered. Xuan Mu now wanted to cheer her up, but the hard-ass boner between his legs caused his pure intentions to stray.
"I want to go home," she said with a strained voice, not in a mood for a skyscraper excursion nor any other surprises.
