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a vine, leaning in to kiss him. Her small hands caressed his lower back and waist, sometimes softly, sometimes forcefully. Those were sensitive spots for the man, and her touch set his heart ablaze. H...he struggled frantically, the mess of vegetables slipping off her body, leaving her even more disheveled.“No… Don’t…” she weakly resisted. Because of Rong Ling, her confidence had been dealt an unprec...