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"I simply can't get a grip!"
Luo Yinshuang let out a coquettish huff, her pearly teeth lightly biting Shen Wuxiao's lips.
She slowly pulled away and said shyly, "You... you, how could you..."
"Oh, it's like this. I'm not a very secure person. You make me feel safe here, so that's why I held on tight."
Shen Wuxiao kissed her eyes and replied with a smile.
"Is that so?"
"Of course. Mainly, I just can't get a grip. My sense of security is lacking a little—how about I cover more ground?"
"You... do as you please..." Luo Yinshuang did not object.
Late at night, they were still sharing the same bed and pillow.
To be honest, she wanted to take the initiative a little too.
When Shen Wuxiao had lain across her lap today, burying his face against her abdomen and breathing heavily, it had already...
And after all that kissing just now, he had gotten handsy again.
Now, surely≈!
"Wuxiao, do you really love me?" Luo Yinshuang asked softly.
Shen Wuxiao smiled. "That question is meaningless. At a moment like this, anyone would definitely say they loved you. But what I want to say is, in the days ahead, you'll know whether I love you or not."
"I'm a man of action. I don't play that act of vows to heaven and pledges to earth!"
Hearing Shen Wuxiao's words, Luo Yinshuang truly felt that she had not chosen the wrong path.
She kissed him hard, then spoke in an incredibly suggestive tone.
"That day, you gave me three boxes of little rain... umbrellas. Do you remember?"
"Of course!" How could Shen Wuxiao possibly forget?
"Mm... you... which kind do you like? They're... they're in the drawer of the little bedside cabinet. You... you can take them yourself..."
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