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This made him somewhat restless, and his body was burning hot, to the point where even when he moved beside Chu Lian'er, he could hardly suppress the rolling urges within his heart.
It seemed he wanted to fiercely ravage the woman before him, to knead her into his own body.
However, Fang Yang's will was exceptionally strong, and even at this moment, all he did was pinch the spot between his eyebrows.
Then, with a wave of his hand, Chu Lian'er's skirt, which lay on the ground, fell directly into his palm and was gently draped over her body.
Such a tender gesture made Chu Lian'er pause for a moment, staring blankly at the Demon Lord before her.
She could feel that the Demon Lord was very eager, that this yearning grew from deep within his heart, so violent, so crazy, as if he could hardly wait to take her down.
But even so, the Demon Lord had forcefully restrained himself and still appeared so affectionate, so calm, that she couldn't help but be a little dazed.
This...
