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ered her hateful little mouth. She "mumbled" in protest, struggling slightly. He frowned, pressing down on her with force, his body dripping with sweat, wildly and intensely possessing her with every...eir sudden burst of activity. She opened the door and scrambled out, gasping for breath, without even bothering to put on her boots; she remained in her cotton slippers. Only when she saw Rong Ling's...