PREVIEW
... ression darkened a bit, Gong Yimo didn’t dare to talk anymore. She ate the cake, well-behaved.
While feeding her, Gong Jue glanced at her nervous expression. He felt blessed inside but also helpless.
Whenever he fed her, he felt how soft her lips were. Gong Jue’s expression gradually softened and the murderous aura dissipated.
He was actually angry! Especially when he saw the tools. Even if he knew that Gong Yimo hadn’t suffered, he was unwilling for her to see another man besi ...
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