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Kiss, moving from his lips to his eyebrows, eyes, earlobes...

Shen Mo Han's hands were tied around Su Cen's slender waist, gently stroking along with her movements. His heart itched, his soul did not seem to be in his body.

The scorching heat and madness that rose from his blood vessels made his whole body feel so uncomfortable that it wanted to tear the woman on him to shreds