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n“I’m going to take a shower.” Fu Ying let go of Mo Rao.

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nMo Rao nodded vigorously. After watching Fu Ying go to the bathroom, she sat down on the bed.

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nThis was the house she and Fu Ying had lived in for three years. Although Fu Ying would vent his stress on her every time he returned and then leave, it also carried many of their memories.

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nIf Fu Ying did not disappoint her this time, she would live a good life with him.

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nHowever, was Qu Ru that easy to handle? Mo Rao did not know either.

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nShe called Mo Wan. She had to give her an explanation for leaving the banquet without saying goodbye today. At the same time, she told Mo Wan that she would not be returning to the old residence tonight.

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n“Mom, Fu Ying and I left the banquet today without telling Dad. I’m sorry, please help me pass on the message.” Mo Rao felt a little guilty.

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n“Fu Ying brought you away?” Mo Wan’s focus was here.

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n“Yes, we won’t be returning to the old residence tonight,” Mo Rao replied.

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nMo Wan subconsciously blurted out, “Could it be that Fu Ying is using you as an excuse again?”

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nThis way, he could go to the hospital to accompany Qu Ru.

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nMo Rao quickly replied, “No, no, no. It’s really not the case.”

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nAt this moment, Fu Ying’s voice came from the bathroom. “Rao Rao

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n, help me get a towel.”

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n“Okay!” Mo Rao replied loudly.

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nMo Wan was a little surprised. It was really Fu Ying’s voice. She smiled. “Alright, the two of you should rest early.”

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nWith that, she hung up.

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nMo Rao put down her phone and quickly went to get a towel for Fu Ying. Unexpectedly, just as she reached the bathroom door, the door opened and Fu Ying stood there naked. Mo Rao was stunned.

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nFu Ying was close to 1.9 meters tall and was very slender. There was no excess fat on his body. He had just the right amount of muscles. He was neither thin nor strong. His shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow. His legs looked long and lanky.

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nThis time, without a towel blocking, a certain part of Fu Ying was directly presented in front of Mo Rao!

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nIn a half-soft and half-hard state, it looked terrifyingly big!

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nMo Rao’s face burned as she quickly looked away, and her entire body was stiff.

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nFu Ying was Mo Rao’s first man. She was like a blank piece of paper. All her sexual experience came from Fu Ying and was taught to her by this man.

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nEven though they had been sleeping together for three years, she was still a little bashful. This was her personality.

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nFu Ying liked her innocence and cuteness. She was not pretentious at all. When Mo Rao graduated from university, he married her and obtained the purest and flawless her.

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nSeeing that Mo Rao’s ears were red from embarrassment, Fu Ying felt that she looked cute, and his heart fluttered.

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nHe took the towel from Mo Rao’s hand and casually wrapped it around his waist. Then, he hugged Mo Rao from behind and lowered his head to tease her in a low and hoarse voice. “What’s wrong? You’re still so shy even after three years? Or are you mesmerized by the sight?”

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nMo Rao’s petite body did not dare to move and she sounded very nervous. “No, Fu Ying, you promised me that you would not touch me!”

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nSeeing how timid she was, Fu Ying found it funny. He kissed Mo Rao’s hair gently. “Don’t worry, I’ve always been a man of my word. If I wanted to force myself on you, I would have done it long ago.”

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n“I’m not going to talk to a hooligan like you. I’m hungry. I want to eat!” Mo Rao wanted to escape.

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n“Hungry? Do you want to eat ham sausage?” Fu Ying teased Mo Rao.

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nOf course Mo Rao knew what he meant by ham sausage!!

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nIt was because that thing was already hard and was forcefully pressed against her waist through the towel.

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nAfter all, Fu Ying had long legs.

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n“I’m going to cook noodles!” Mo Rao quickly broke free from Fu Ying’s arms and ran out.

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nFu Ying smiled. She was really cute.

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nIf he could press her under him and make love to her as she begged for mercy, she would seem even cuter.

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n“Oh right, do you want to eat?” Mo Rao suddenly returned.

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n“Yes, eat.” Fu Ying nodded.

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nMo Rao went downstairs to the kitchen again.

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nFu Ying also dried his hair and changed into a clean set of clothes.

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nThen, his phone rang.

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nIt was Qu Ru.

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nFor a moment, Fu Ying did not want to answer the call, but he hesitated for a moment before answering.

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n“Hey,” he said in a deep voice.

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n“Fu Ying, I’m so scared. I have chemotherapy tomorrow. I’m afraid of suffering the pain alone. Boohoo… Can you come and accompany me tomorrow…” Qu Ru cried on the other end of the phone.

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nFu Ying frowned and was about to speak when Mo Rao walked in from the door. “Fu Ying, the noodles are ready. Go down and eat.”

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nQu Ru was stunned. This was clearly Mo Rao’s voice!

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nFu Ying was actually with Mo Rao??

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