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"I didn't."

"No," Mu An retorted. Jane Wenmo gave an evil smile and abruptly pinched her chin.

A warm kiss continuously swept across her lips.

Mu An was pushed aside subconsciously, but he was pushed down even further.

His body gradually weakened and he forced himself onto the sofa. His large hands reached under her clothes and touched her up. Mu An seemed to wake up from a dream