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Being silently indulged in the feeling of allowing love, Ling Jinyu's somewhat flustered heart gradually relaxed.

Ling Tianqing understood him.

She said, "In the way you think you have... That was it.

What Ling Jinyu believed to be possession, or to say it as possession, was to invade her again and again, leaving traces of herself in the depths of her body