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"It's not really painful... but it feels a little hot. Do you have a heat pack on your hand? And, I feel so conflicted."
Ji Xiaoxi leaned halfway in Zhou Wang's arms, gently twisting her waist, her eyes dazed, as she murmured in a soft voice.
"In what way is it conflicted?"
"It's just weird. I want you to rub it for me, but I also want you to go away."
Ji Xiaoxi uneasily crossed her fair legs, as if trying to escape, yet also seemed to rub actively against him.
Her hand clutched tightly onto Zhou Wang's arm, pushing him away but never letting go.
"You tell me, what's wrong with me?"
Ji Xiaoxi lifted her head, her slightly curled long hair falling away to reveal a delicate face as soft as a goose egg.
Her lips, covered with a naked pink gloss, parted slightly, and her breath, carrying the scent of alcohol, brushed warmly against Zhou Wang's face.
Her gaze was unfocused, while Zhou Wang's eyes were fixed intently on those slightly shimmering lips.
