Night, gentle Satan

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"You will be rewarded!" Xia Yimo gritted her teeth and stared at Longyaochen's mute voice and roared. Her hands on the ground were numb with cold, but she could not fall because of fear instinct.

"That... I'll wait!" Longyaochen gave a cold laugh, turned her palm and grabbed Xia Yimo's body. Just before she could respond, she kissed her lips severely...

"Hmm..."

Xia Yimo clenched her teeth instinctively. Because of her inertia, her palms were on Longyaochen's chest. She stared at her eyes to escape, but her strength was totally ineffective in front of Longyaochen.

Longyaochen let her resist and dragged Xia Yimo's back to push...