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Chapter 213: Old Love, Old People


Before she could react to look at his face, she rolled over, was pressed down, and lay on the big bed.

The moment before she lay down, her clothes had betrayed her, and she departed, like a floating cloud slowly falling on her feet.

The slight coldness on her shoulders made her sober for a moment, she couldn't go on like this, if he wasn't that person, it would kill him.

"You stop."

"I'm not going to stop."

"No" Meiguo struggled to turn over, but the pressure on her back kept her from moving.

"Guo'er, give it to me."

A low, sexy voice drifted in with the kiss that fell in her ear.

The voice was not the night leopard she usually heard, and she tensed up to hear it again, but there was a sound behind her of her shuddering and untying her clothes, and the clothes fell like wings on the side of the bed. was held down by him, unable to turn over, and could only look sideways at the falling clothes.

The last thing that fell was a piece of skin covered in red and black scars, and the guy was indeed wearing a human skin mask.

This discovery hit her heart like a hammer.

"You" Mei Guo thought of the body's reaction, and she was momentarily exhausted, and her face blushed past the roots of her ears, "The body's reaction has nothing to do with the human mind. ” "You're really willing to kill me."

His fingertips ran over her sweaty cheeks.

He didn't want her to look at his face, but he couldn't, if she knew his identity, once something was leaked, it would not be him who would bury his life first, but her.

The woman of the night leopard of the underground dynasty will be a big bait, who will not compete for it No emperor would allow his woman to live in this world.

"A bastard who will only bully me, why am I reluctant" "I'll be proven, you're not willing to do it."

His peerless face drew a touching smile, and after four years, she still had him in her heart, and he was satisfied.

With a wave of his hand, the candle flame was extinguished, and the bed curtain also fell, covering the spring light on the bed solidly, and in an instant, the five fingers were missing, and it was pitch black, only the sound of intertwined breathing

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