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Although they had been apart for less than 48 hours, Chi Huan felt as if she hadn't been this intimate with him for a very long time, to the extent that the man's scent and breath now filled her entire sense of taste and smell, crisp and domineering.
It made her heart palpitate so much that her scalp tingled.
When Mo Shiqian finally stopped kissing her and simply pressed his lips against hers in a gesture of affection, his voice was husky and sexy, "Or is it that, Chi Huan," he caught her off guard with his words as he moved his lips to her cheek, his breath spraying in her ear, uttering slowly and softly, "you like me?"
The man's hand was still around her waist, Chi Huan was completely in his arms, with no place to move.
She turned her face to the side, but the next second, the man turned it back again.
A monosyllabic sound spilled from his throat, "Hmm?"
