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After a crazy bout of lovemaking, Qi Yuanming leaned on her shoulder, his lips still pressed on the woman's delicate skin, his gaze sweeping across her fair skin which turned green, red, and purple. Regret flashed past his eyes, it was all traces of him overexerting himself.

The man's coarse breath entered Wen Hui's ears, leaving behind only awkwardness.

She closed her eyes wearily