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rongdoing. Her skin bore the marks of his touch: blue, purple, and red bruises, each a testament to his kisses. He was always fierce in bed, favoring her gentle, alluring, and tender flesh, leaving b...wasn't quite focused. This made the two little ones pout slightly."Mommy, Mommy, what's wrong!" Xiao Haohuo asked in a milky voice, grabbing his arm and resisting. Little Youyou also, because of this,...