Shen Fengxi's voice was tinged with impatience: "I didn't hear that.",I didn't want to say anything more to him, just about to turn and leave, when the man's hand clamped down on the back of my head, pushing me onto the sofa.,He reeked of alcohol and cigarettes, a conqueror's scent. Meng Qiong felt herself getting flushed, her white knitted sweater being unbuttoned by him. A shiver ran down her spine as his touch exposed her fair skin, which carried the faint aroma of bath soap.。
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