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ry eyes flickering with confusion. Her hands hung limply at her sides, embarrassed and unsure of what to do, as if simply being stared at by him was a kind of unspoken guilt.Rong Ling reached out with... laced with desire, was damn tempting.Her heart skipped a beat, her fingers instinctively clenching. That hardness, she was all too familiar with it, and naturally understood what it meant. But this m...