Little Professor must have observed this mood shift
He said he missed her; that he’d been thinking about her. Ning On couldn’t tell if those were just sweet nothings.
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Little Professor must have observed this mood shift. He looked at her, sorry as a scolded pet. “I already rinsed off once. Is it still too strong?” He began to explain. Ning On didn’t want to hear more. She bit his shoulder, cutting him off.
In the wide world outside, a hail of tear gas and rubber bullets rained down. It had become the new normal in the past months. Inside the elegant confinement of this room, she just wanted to concentrate on making love, pure and simple. She was so tired.