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"Don't do this... There are villagers here."
Zheng Cailian's cheeks turned red as she quickly pushed Wang Hao away.
Wang Hao chuckled, "So what? It's not the first time for us, I'm not afraid of anyone seeing."
"I am scared..."
Zheng Cailian shyly bit her lip and said softly.
"I'm still not used to it."
"It's okay, you'll get used to it gradually."
Wang Hao gently caressed her tender skin, his gaze scorchingly fixed on her full and fair bosom.
Zheng Cailian bit her lip, then suddenly turned around, tiptoed, and kissed Wang Hao's mouth.
She actively thrust her tongue into Wang Hao's mouth, intertwining with his, lingering.
"So fragrant!"
Wang Hao couldn't help but say, and then wrapped his arms around her waist, deepening their kiss.
The two kissed until they lost sense of the world around them, indistinguishable from each other.
Wang Hao's hand had already ventured under Zheng Cailian's skirt. She trembled all over but did not refuse.
