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hands were free, but unable to resist. She could only clutch the pillow, enduring his wild assault.His movements were aggressive, each one as if venting some pent-up rage. Her face was nearly soaked w...Rong Ling a nonchalant glance, and said in a tone that resembled a petty hooligan: "Well, well, here you are! It seems like the saying 'if you speak of the devil...' rings true!"After a pause, he brav...