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Honestly, Zhuge Qian'er didn't understand why things had turned out this way, especially since she had no interest in young, fresh meat.
Yet she was this wet, and nobody would believe her if she told them.
"You're so bad, I'm not talking to you anymore," Zhuge Qian'er turned her face away, too embarrassed to look at the Spiritual Liquid on his fingers.
"So sweet!" Lin Zhenghui licked his finger.
"..." Seeing him like that, Zhuge Qian'er felt like the floodgates in her valley were starting to give way.
But she still firmly guarded her last line of defense. He had to sign before she would allow anything more.
Otherwise, the guy would likely eat his fill, wipe his mouth, and then deny everything.
She certainly wasn't one of those women with no education or diploma.
As an overseas doctoral graduate, she could make an annual salary of over a million no matter which company or group she worked for.
