Mo Siluo just chuckled without a word, his hand placed over the woman's heart, giving it a firm squeeze.
"Hooligan!" Wen Wan chided playfully.
Soon, the man had the woman pinned down beneath him.
Mid-action, the man cursed again, and Wen Wan complained, "I've already said, you're the only man I have now, why do you still call me... don't call me that."
"But I like calling you that, you little sao-货," Mo Siluo seemed even more excited, tossing and turning the woman vigorously.
Wen Wan was too lazy to correct him, and she didn't have the energy either.
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