Chapter 22: Single 3: Tie him up and slap him...
He strode away in a dashing manner.
Shen Ying had a quick breakfast, took Chen Jinyun with her, and went to the drugstore.
Once at the store, she quickly immersed herself in chores, leaving little time for other thoughts.
The medicinal materials of "Dulan Mongolian Medicine" are of good quality. Many people like to bring prescriptions to make medicine. The store has hired several apprentices who are specifically responsible for making medicine.
Chen Ying was leaning against the counter teaching Chen Jinyun how to use an abacus when she heard two apprentices arguing. One said, "There are two conflicting ingredients in this prescription. They can't be mixed like this." The other said, "That's what the prescription says. It's not a prescription from our shop. Who cares? Just mix it according to the prescription."
Shopkeeper Bai went over to mediate: "What's going on? Stop arguing here."
The first apprentice said, "Boss, if this customer gets sick from eating this, they might have to trouble our pharmacy. It's better to clarify the prescription."
Shopkeeper Bai said, "Don't make things difficult for yourself. In the future, if you're unsure about something like this, just say we can't dispense his medicine and we won't do business with him."
Chen Ying raised her head and asked, "What's the recipe? Show it to me."
Shopkeeper Bai presented the prescription, and two apprentices waited by with trays, waiting to get the medicine from the medicine cabinet.
Chen Ying took the prescription and looked at it, her brows slowly relaxing.
"This prescription is risky, but it will work. Prepare it for him. Before you give it to him, write down a copy of the prescription, have the customer sign it, and keep it in the shop as evidence."
"Okay, boss."
The pharmacy was bustling with activity in an orderly manner. Sunlight filtered in, slanting down on the wooden table in front of her. Dust particles swirled slowly in the beam of light.
Her voice was soft but steady. Chen Jinyun learned accounting very quickly. The three children in the Chen family were all very smart.
She half-leaned over the counter, pointing to the lower bead on the far right. "Look, this 'one up one' is adding, and 'one down five minus four' is making up."
Her nails were trimmed neatly and roundly, and they hit the beads with crisp force, making a crackling sound when they collided.
"Look at this account. Yesterday we bought ten catties of angelica and charged twenty-eight coins per catty. How should I record it?"
Chen Jinyun bit her lip and thought for a while, then moved the beads with her fingertips in smooth movements. Chen Ying touched her head as if rewarding her.
Then she paused, feeling Chen Jinyun's reliance on her deepen. Shen Ying felt overwhelmed.
Chen Jinshi passed by on his way home from school and leaned against the door frame, looking at her for a long time.
It was Shopkeeper Bai who saw him first.
"Hey, the Second Master is here, why don't you come in and sit down."
Upon hearing this, Chen Ying raised her eyes and glanced at him. Her gaze was very light and indifferent, just a slight sweep from the corner of her eyes without raising her head.
It fell on his face for a moment, then quietly retracted, as if it was just an autumn breeze blowing through the dust, passing by in passing.
Chen Jinshi felt as if something touched him lightly. He thought he was crazy. Why did he feel that Am touched his head lightly?
He also really wanted to put his head under her palm and rub it.
But that fleeting touch made him anxious.
He walked in without paying attention. Chen Jinyun looked up and called him, "Second Brother."
"Um."
He walked over to the chair behind her and sat down. She and Chen Jinyun stood in front, leaning against the counter.
Then he just happened to be able to see the undulating curve of her hips. She was wearing a tight straight green robe with narrow sleeves and a waist. The hem of the green cloth skirt was sometimes tightened with her movements. Her hips were firm and full, hidden under the plain cloth, revealing a heavy and full feeling.
Above that was a slender waist tied with a wide satin belt, and below that were two long, tight legs wrapped in the robe.
Chen Ying didn't know that Chen Jinshi was looking at her, it was just a guess.
But this speculation already made her spine tingle.
She attributed this to her own problem and had to pretend to be normal and continue talking to Chen Jinyun.
But Chen Jinyun noticed that Am had been distracted for a long time.
"Ahm, Ahm."
She came back to her senses and asked Chen Jinyun, "Have you learned it?"
"I've learned it. Am, do you think I calculated it correctly?"
A relieved smile appeared on Chen Ying's face.
"That's right."
Chen Jinshi quietly placed a cup of warm tea next to her.
Her mouth felt dry, so she naturally picked up the cup of tea, forgetting to think about where it came from.
Chen Jinshi was rarely this quiet, so quiet that Chen Ying almost forgot his existence.
But sometimes, his breath could be faintly felt on the back and the back of the neck.
Her buttocks felt as if two hands were kneading them.
It's an illusion.
She suddenly turned around and saw Chen Jinshi reading seriously at his desk.
He raised his head, and before she could look away, his two dark, sparkling eyes were once again captured by her.
He was calm and composed, smiling warmly, "Am, is the store busy today?"
Chen Ying raised her chin slightly, and her gaze changed from dodging to examining him from top to bottom, but Chen Jinshi still didn't let her catch any handle.
She opened her lips slightly and uttered two words:
"good."
"Oh, if you're busy, don't tire yourself out."
He blinked and looked very obedient.
She nodded at him and was about to turn around.
"slim Shady."
She turned around again, her brows slightly furrowed.
"If you have any problems, remember to find me."
"Yeah, I understand."
She turned around, but Chen Jinshi did not take his gaze off her.
She knew this, and it made her even more uneasy.
"Chen Jinshi, what book are you reading?"
She turned back again and caught his gaze.
She stared at him, looking down at him from above, wanting to take back this control.
Chen Jinshi turned over the cover of the book and showed it to her.
"I'm reading the Thirteen Classics Commentaries, Am."
He blinked lightly, and the eyelashes at the end of his eyes drooped downwards.
"Okay, what do you want to eat tonight? Do you want to go to Xiangmanlou?"
The two children happened to be there, and Chen Ying intended to take them out for a good meal.
Chen Jinshi pointed at Chen Jinyun and said, "Let's ask my sister what she wants to eat first."
Chen Ying wanted to give him a cold look. When did Chen Jinshi learn to ask for other people's opinions first?
But at this moment he behaved very well.
Chen Jinyun looked up and said obediently, "I'll eat whatever Am told me to eat."
Chen Ying's heart softened and she patted her head: "Jinyun is so good."
"Am, am I not good?"
Chen Ying stood up straight, looked at him, and said softly, "You are also good."
When the store was closing, Chen Ying sent someone to deliver a letter to Chen Jinxing, saying that the three of them would be having dinner at Xiangmanlou that evening, and it was up to him whether to come or not.
Chen Jinxing happened to have something to say to Shen Ying, so he hurried over after finishing his business in the store.
The dishes on the table had already been ordered, many of which were Chen Jinyun's favorites. Chen Ying knew what she liked to eat. Then Chen Jinshi took the menu and ordered what Chen Ying liked.
Chen Ying ignored him, but his action still made her very uneasy.
Chen Jinxing arrived just in time and sat down next to Chen Jinshi.
Chen Ying and Chen Jinyun sat opposite them.
Chen Jinxing said: "Mom, something happened today."
Chen Jinshi put some food into Chen Ying's bowl, and Chen Ying returned it: "Chen Jinshi, eat your own food."
"Jinxing, what's going on?"
Chen Jinxing took everything in, lowered his eyes, and kept his expression unchanged.
"It's about the Anjun Prince's Mansion. Princess An asked me to treat the Crown Prince's Consort this time."
Under the table, Chen Ying withdrew her feet.
"Jinxing, did you pick up the phone?"
Chen Jinxing has already gained some reputation among the younger generation of doctors in Jinling.
Chen Jinxing lowered his head, placed his hands on his knees, and said in a deep voice, "I got it."
Chen Jinshi's feet did not continue to move forward.
The atmosphere in the scene was silent for a while, and then Chen Ying said, "Do you know why I didn't get involved in this matter?"
Chen Jinxing pondered for a moment and nodded: "I know."
Chen Jinshi glanced at Chen Jinxing indifferently, took Chen Ying's bowl and filled it with soup.
Chen Ying remained silent.
"What did Princess An promise you? Gold, silver, treasures, or fame and fortune?"
Chen Jinxing said: "As long as the Crown Princess becomes pregnant smoothly, she will recommend me to the Queen Mother."
Chen Ying stirred the spoon slowly and nodded: "You chose the path yourself, I have no objection."
Both brothers of the Chen family are extremely ambitious people. Chen Ying cannot stop Chen Jinxing from climbing up. There is an abyss at the bottom of the ladder, and it is none of her business.
The one who actually has a hidden illness in Prince An's Mansion is the Crown Prince. There are many secret ways to make the Crown Prince's wife pregnant.
"Thank you for telling me this, Jinxing, even though you've already made your decision."
Chen Jinxing raised his eyes, his dark pupils were bottomless and flashing with tiny lights.
"It's my duty, Am. This is my respect for you."
Chen Jinshi was always daydreaming and didn't care about anything until he saw Chen Ying drinking his soup.
Chen Ying knew that he was the one who served the soup, so she deliberately ignored him and drank up all the soup.
At night, Chen Jinshi lay in bed, tossing and turning, all he could think of was Am, all Am.
He thought he might be sick. He had no appetite and in his dream he experienced sex for the first time, and the object was her.
Once you have it, you can never change it to anyone else.
When I woke up the next day, my hands were always sticky and cold.
Such fantasies made him feel ashamed, but as long as everything was secret and unknown, it was not shameful for him.
He still acted with that name in mind, whether in his sleep or when he was awake.
This is his own madness.
Eminem will never know, Eminem will never know!
This is his secret, Shen Ying.
He dreamed of her opening and closing lips, her dancing tongue, her tight waist, and her plump buttocks.
Then he woke up and Shen Ying happened to be knocking on the door outside.
"Chen Jinshi, you are not going to the academy today. The old lady sent a letter and asked you three to go over for dinner."
He sat up in bed. The voice that had been haunting him in his dream was so close to his ears that he almost fainted.
He got out of bed and opened the door impatiently, hiding his right hand behind his back.
He opened the door halfway and leaned half of his body against it.
He saw the face that had been rubbed red by his hands in his dream, with its lips parted and teeth biting the base of his fingers.
Fortunately, he had experienced the feeling of inserting the tips of his fingers into her mouth and stirring her lips and tongue, so the dream came easy and smooth.
When Chen Ying saw his expression, she was obviously stunned.
"Chen Jinshi, are you still asleep?"
She took a step back and asked.
Chen Jinshi blinked his sleepy eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Mom, good morning."
Chen Ying's heart softened for a moment, and she continued, "Did you hear what I just said? Your grandmother and grandfather asked you to go to the second room today."
"I heard it."
"That's good. I'm leaving now."
Chen Jinshi hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his left hand to pull her: "Amu."
Chen Ying's sleeve was pulled by him, and she turned back: "What else do you want?"
He curled up his right hand behind his waist. He almost wanted to smear the salty and sticky residue left on his hand on the hem of her skirt as a mark - a mark of pretending to possess her.
It’s just the hem of a skirt, it’s nothing, it’s not like… wiping it on her cold lips.
"No, nothing."
The morning sun was bright and her gentle face was covered with a thin veil. Her eyebrows were thin and unpainted, and her cold lips were pressed into a neat arc. She was not smiling, and there was not a ripple in her expression. She looked like a jade statue placed before a Buddha, very holy.
He can't do it.
"It's okay, I'm leaving."
She was about to turn around when she seemed to remember something and said, "By the way, I brought back some dried bird's nests a few days ago. Don't go empty-handed, the three of you. Go to the warehouse and pick out some good ones to take with you."
His □□ was about to burst again.
His attention was on her lips, he had been admiring her lips, swallowing, he didn't hear anything.
She asked, "Do you understand?"
He smiled and said, "I understand, Am."
After Chen Ying left, he sat back on the bed in a daze.
Until the cleaning boy came in and saw him still sitting on the bed in a daze, he bowed and asked, "Second Master, do you need me to come in and clean today?"
Chen Jinshi raised his eyes, as if his soul had just floated back from afar.
He calmed down and said in a hoarse voice, "Come in."
The waiter responded and tiptoed to the window. He pushed the tightly closed window sash a little wider. A large amount of morning light poured in, and Chen Jinshi seemed to have just woken up.
Then he pushed the door open and walked out.
At three quarters past four in the morning, Chen Jinxing brought Chen Jinyun to Chen Ying to say goodbye. They were only gone for half a day, and coming back to say hello was just a courtesy.
"Amu, let's go first then."
Chen Ying frowned: "Where is Chen Jinshi?"
Chen Jinxing shook his head: "I haven't seen him yet, Am, are you sure you told him?"
"I said it, and I repeated it again. He said he heard it clearly."
Chen Ying was impatient with Chen Jinshi and ordered the housekeeper Chen Xing: "Go over and urge him to come over quickly."
After a while, Chen Xing came over and replied, "Second Master is not in the room. I heard from the doorman that Second Master went out early in the morning."
"Where's Wang'er?"
"Wang'er isn't here either."
Chen Ying waved her hand and said to Chen Jinxing, "You guys go first, don't worry about him."
Early in the morning, no one knew where Chen Jinshi had gone off to again. Chen Ying held her forehead and sighed.
Although the eldest wife has separated from the family, family members are family members after all. The old lady called her herself, so as a grandson, there is no reason for me not to go. It has been a long time since I last paid my respects to the old lady, so it is my duty to go.
Chen Jinxing was also really angry. He had thought that Chen Jinshi had grown up and become more sensible, but he didn't expect that he was still so unreliable in doing things.
It would be better for him to go there first, otherwise it would be extremely disappointing.
Chen Jinshi heard clearly what Chen Ying said, but he didn't think he had any obligation to go over.
Being a human being, the most important virtue is filial piety, but he does not agree with this.
He can go anywhere he wants to go, and not go if he doesn't want to go. He can show filial piety to anyone he wants to show filial piety to, and not show filial piety to anyone he doesn't want to show filial piety to.
The old lady and the old man never did anything to him. The most they said was to scold him for his mischief.
Why should he go just because the old lady calls him?
Why should he respect his mother when everyone tells him to? In his dream, he was not only disrespectful to her, but also extremely rude and disrespectful.
Chen Jinshi was not an ungrateful person. He thought that he would always have some way to repay what Am had done for him...
Wang'er didn't hear what Chen Ying said in the morning, so he calmly accompanied Chen Jinshi to the martial arts field.
He held the whip in his hand and hit the coarse cloth bag filled with gravel in front of him again and again.
The cloth bag was fixed on a wooden stake and was twisted and distorted by the beating he did. He had a cold face, veins bulged on his arms, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
He needs to vent.
Otherwise, he might vent his anger somewhere else, like a madman.
At this time, Chen Jinxing and Chen Jinyun had already arrived at the second room. When they saw that Chen Jinshi had not arrived here first, Chen Jinxing's face turned completely black and he was extremely disappointed with his brother.
The old man asked, "Where's the second son?"
Chen Jinxing shook his head with a cold face: "The provincial examination is coming soon, and he has a heavy workload. He has no time to come."
The old man scoffed, "Him? He's so lucky to have passed the imperial examination. He doesn't even think about getting a job at the county government. He's always aiming too high, dreaming of something that will make him soar to the sky."
Chen Jinxing said nothing.
The old man continued, "Jinhang, business has been tough lately, hasn't it? Writing materials and books are the most expensive. Wait until he's two years older, and you won't have to support him anymore."
Chen Jinshi nodded: "Brother Shi doesn't need me to support him, grandfather is too worried."
Chen Jinyun was called by the old lady to sit next to her. The old lady asked her, "Sister Yun, at your age, it's time for you to learn needlework."
Chen Jinyun said: "The wet nurses are teaching me how to do it."
The old lady hesitated, "I heard that your mother takes you out all day long. Grandmother, tell you, us Han women are different from those barbarian women from the north. We don't like to show our faces in public like this."
Chen Jinyun seemed to understand: "But Am wanted to teach me how to do things."
The old lady said, "She's trying to harm you. Don't listen to her. Anyway, Jinxing, I heard that the marriage she proposed to you went through? Then she won't be able to stay in your house for long."
After hearing this, tears suddenly rolled out of Chen Jinyun's eyes: "I don't want my mother to leave, Grandma, I don't want my mother to leave."
Chen Jinxing pulled her over and coaxed her: "Grandma, don't say this in front of Jinyun."
He felt irritated, and for the first time he felt that it was right and appropriate for Shi Ge'er not to come.
Otherwise the situation will only become more chaotic.
Besides, what's the point of coming here? To listen to the old lady and the old man say some sarcastic words?
In fact, the gap between the three branches of the Chen family had already begun to widen as early as Chen Jichuan's generation.
It’s just that the two old men refused to admit it. They just kept saying that Chen Jichuan was a martial artist and not a doctor, so even if he had earned fame, it was of no use. He suffered from illness and died early.
He was also complacent about the business that Chen Jinxing had inherited from his ancestors, thinking that the glory brought by Chen Jichuan had only lasted for a few years, and that the first wife was not as prosperous as the second and third wives, and had to rely on the ancestral business for a living.
It is indeed difficult to show the gap due to the difference in family background, but Chen Jinxing believes that the real widening of the gap will only appear in their generation, or even the next generation.
When they went to the Eighth Prince's Palace for a banquet, even though many nobles didn't recognize them, they could still say, "Oh! It's General Chen's son."
So the two old men are now desperately trying to pull them down, isn't this also a strategy?
Chen Jinxing sat down and ate lunch without much appetite.
After dinner, I sat in the living room again and listened to the old man talk for a long time, with my second uncle and aunt echoing him.
He kept talking about Shi Ge'er's faults, saying that he was not good at studying and wasted his time and energy, and that he had a bad temper and lacked discipline.
Although Chen Jinxing often blamed his second brother, he did not think that he was really so useless.
But he was too tired to refute, so he could only sip his tea and nod.
"Jinxing, you still have to rely on your second and third uncles when it comes to business. As the younger generation, you should give up the business that should be given up."
Chen Jinxing's face turned cold. The old man's words clearly meant that his second uncle had squeezed his business a few days ago and he fought back too harshly.
The old lady continued, "Jinxing, tell me the truth. Chenying's pharmacy is so grand, but does it use the secret recipe of our Chen family?"
Chen Jinxing suppressed his last bit of patience and said firmly, "No."
He finally understood why Am insisted on not having his help several times.
"Please also ask my second uncle and grandfather to stop bullying her in secret. It's not decent and not upright at all."
The old man's face changed: "Jinxing, did she tell you this? Don't believe it."
Chen Jinxing shook his head slightly and stood up.
"Let's stop here today. I have some things to do at the counter. Take Jinyun back first."
Chen Jinshi was sweating profusely, but he always kept himself in a state where he would not get sick. He didn't want to cause her any trouble now.
I even began to question my previous desire to cause trouble for her.
Chen Jinshi would sit down and rest for a while when he was tired. If Wang'er hadn't seen the fierceness still surging in his eyes, he would have thought that he had really become gentle.
Wang Er didn't dare to breathe, and handed him the kettle: "Master, have a drink of water."
Chen Jinshi sat aside and watched the sun rise above his head and then slowly set.
Wang'er later learned that the old lady had asked them to come over that day.
At this time, he frowned and said, "I don't know how the old man will scold you."
"You can curse me all you want, but I can't hear you."
Wang Er added, "Master, don't forget, Miss Shen will definitely blame you when you go back today."
Chen Jinshi smiled softly: "That's perfect, I wish she would blame me."
Wang'er: "...Why?"
He bent down to pick up the whip, his voice somewhat self-deprecating: "If she blames me for this, it means that she doesn't know that I have done something even more excessive."
Wang Er scratched his head and asked cautiously, "Master, what else did you do?"
"Snap!" Chen Jinshi whipped him again.
He soon began to breathe heavily, and the strands of hair on his forehead were stuck to his forehead with sweat.
"Wang'er, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."
It was not until the sun set and the sunset appeared on the horizon that Chen Jinshi stopped and prepared to go home.
He rode his horse slowly back and bought a bag of tongue biscuits when he passed by a pastry shop.
He tilted his head to look at the horizon, with fatigue in his eyes, and the horse's hooves made a light "thump thump" sound on the stone road.
He was sure that his energy for today was exhausted and he would not go crazy for the time being.
His eyes fell on the lit lanterns in front of the Chen Mansion. It was already dark. He reined in his horse, dismounted, and strode inside.
The mansion was very quiet. This was the house that was expanded from the original Chen Mansion after Chen Jichuan won his first victory. It was very large and spacious.
He didn't go to see Chen Ying again, it was very late. Besides, he didn't dare to go.
He would accept whatever she was going to blame him for tomorrow.
As long as he didn't blame him for fantasizing about her every night.
He couldn't go see her, he couldn't see her at night.
Can't go into her house and smell her.
Thinking of this, he arrived at his yard, walked to the door and pushed it open.
There was no yellowish candle burning in the house.
The young man had exhausted all his energy. The door hinge creaked and he didn't even have the strength to look up.
Until I walked in and raised my head.
"Em, Em?"
He almost thought he was hallucinating.
Chen Ying looked at him steadily, her eyes filled with so much meaning.
Forcing him to start dodging.
"Amu, why are you here?"
Damn, the whole house smells like her.
She just sat quietly in the middle of the room, without moving or responding.
The oil lamp on the table had just been lit, and the dim light spread over her eyebrows, making her eyes half bright and half dark.
Her eyes were very still, as still as a deep pool with no bottom in sight.
He didn't dare to distinguish carefully, the meaning in that look felt like a needle pricking his flesh.
He was out of breath and in such a mess, how could he withstand her heavy gaze.
Then, the faint scent of herbs and warm goat milk from her body came over him in an overwhelming manner, entangled with her gaze, weaving into a web, binding him up and slapping him in the face.
He slowly moved forward and stood in front of her.
Seeing that there was not even a cup of tea in front of her, he took the initiative to add tea for her: "Amu, please feel free to come to my place."
He acted naturally.
The only sound in the room was the sound of completely cold water being poured into the teacup.
He pushed his cup towards her: "Am."
"Chen Jinshi."
His back shuddered and he looked down at her: "What's wrong?"
Her gaze slid from his red ears to the teacup, and her voice was calm: "You just came back from outside, your hands are dirty."
He paused, then remembered that he was covered in dust and sweat, sticky and sticky:
"Oh, I'll go wash it now."
He turned to leave, but Chen Ying called him again: "Do you know what you did wrong?"
Chen Jinshi, carrying her on his back, paused and shook his head: "I don't know, Am."
Realizing something, he quickly changed the subject: "Is it because I didn't go to the second room today?"
Chen Ying touched the rim of the cup with her fingertips, then slowly withdrew them. Chen Jinshi was in great agony.
“Yes, but not entirely.”
"What else? Am."
Chen Ying's voice was calm and she said slowly, "Have you been worried about anything lately?"
He turned around and looked directly at her: "I don't have it, Am."
His back was stiff, and he turned his back and began to take off his clothes.
He pretended to be frank, and then took off his shirt one by one in front of her.
Chen Ying's breath suddenly stopped and her brows furrowed. She didn't understand why he was like this, but she felt that this was exactly what Chen Jinshi would do.
She was caught off guard when she saw his spine. When he bent over, it was like a fully drawn bow.
From the back of the neck down, the shoulder peak is slightly raised, then slides down along the outline of the shoulder blade, and suddenly narrows at the side of the waist, forming a neat straight line.
The warm skin was faintly red, as if conveying some obscure message to her.
【Chen Jinshi is seducing her.】
She pretended not to understand.
Her eyes did not move away, and she carefully traced his muscles where he could not see.
It wasn't until he turned around that her eyes fell on his strong and beautiful pectoral muscles.
It rises and falls gently with the breathing, full and powerful, like a wave gathering strength.
A thin layer of sweat still formed on her skin, and she suddenly looked away.
Then he took clean clothes and white towels from the cupboard.
He said to her calmly, "Mom, I'm going to take a shower first. You sit for a while. We can talk when I come back if you have anything to say."
Chen Ying didn't say anything until his figure disappeared, then she was completely distracted and her cheeks turned red.
How could Chen Jinshi, this child, be so...
He has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his muscles look very strong, whether it is his back, chest, or abdomen.
In a trance, she recalled the night when she left the Eighth Prince's Mansion.
His strong arms and embrace full of masculinity.
His tyranny, his dominance, his unreasonableness...
She was held in his arms, unable to move.
She didn't feel disgusted by it.
After taking a shower, Chen Jinshi put on a blue cotton and silk shirt. When he pushed the door open again, Chen Ying was no longer there.
He couldn't tell whether he was frustrated or relieved.
Anyway, he lay down on the bed and finally realized that he had endless energy.
Eminem, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have done this, it's really humiliating to you.
but,
Maybe... can you love me again?
Look at me, I'm so pitiful. Please be kind to me.
ah--
He tilted his head back and a low growl escaped from his throat.
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