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  "It's you who is sick." He unexpectedly retorted calmly, his red lips curving slightly as he glanced at her tiger mouth, "I can help you."

  "Oh?" Mo Ze raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Do you have a way?"

  "Uh-huh."

  He slowly and gently replied, slowly bowing his head in front of her, and kneeling down on one knee. Before Meng Xiang could react, her hand was already caught in his palm. His fingertips were slightly cool, but the center of his palm was dry and warm. He lowered his head, only looking at her hand, "Don't move, close your eyes."

  "Really?"

  Misty cicada couldn't think at all, she could only stare at his straight and high nose bridge; those annoying hair strands of his, in the wind like seaweed swaying, covered his eyes, making her unable to see his face clearly - was he being serious or teasing her?

  Don't move, keep your eyes closed - damn it, he thinks she's an innocent little girl!

  "Don't bother!" Meng Chuan suddenly took out the mobile phone that had been hidden behind his back, staring at him warily. "Say one more word or take another step closer to me and I'll call the police!" "Warning you, keep your distance, otherwise I'll report it to the police!"

  Although it was broad daylight, she found herself in a deserted small station; the young man in front of her looked handsome, but who said that bad people are all ugly?

  "Report an alarm?"

  The boy sneered, his thin red lips curling down in disdain. "You're going to use this thing?"

  His gaze swept across her phone.

  "Mantis nodded vigorously, 'Yes! If you don't want to be caught by the police, then get out of here!'"

  "Police?"

  He smiled, tilted his head to bring the tip of his nose close to her neck, and deliberately sniffed greedily, "You think the police can do anything to me? You're too naive."

  He raised an eyebrow and gazed into her eyes, his red lips whispering, "Be good. Let me lick you."

  "What did you say?!"

  This guy is crazy and a pervert!

  "Hush..." A glimmer of icy blue light seemed to flash across his eyes, like a shooting star streaking across the winter night sky. "Don't move."

  His voice was as cool as a mountain spring, and at this moment, it slowed down and sounded like the strings of a qin. As if under a spell, Meng Zhi suddenly felt his whole body go soft, and he couldn't move!

  He seemed to sense it, and chuckled softly, as if pleased, with a hint of mockery. His slightly cool fingers lifted her hand, holding it up to his lips. He even deliberately raised his head to glance at Mochen, making sure she was watching in terror, before smiling and sticking out the tip of his tongue - soft pink, yet with sharp contours. He let out a gentle sigh, and kissed Mochen's tiger mouth...

  His lips were as slightly cool as his fingertips, but the tip of his tongue was warm and smooth. He patiently slid along the outline of her old wounds, as if carelessly taking all her scars into his mouth.

  "...Even in front of the police, I still want to lick you like this."

  "You, you have no shame!"

  When she was with Jiang Yuanfeng, Mochen had never been so intimate with him, but in this strange small town, on the platform of the moon, she was treated like this by a strange and evil boy. Mochen was so angry that she cried, but her body was strangely soft, and she couldn't even lift her hands, completely unable to resist his invasion.

  She felt her whole body getting hotter and hotter. The heat finally condensed into sweat droplets, sliding down along her collarbone.

  Shining with a bewildering luster, it slid across her rosy skin.

  His eyes suddenly turned blue!