"Why should I... pay the price?"

Lingjun was tightly imprisoned in Lord Yuanyang's arms. The familiar scent of ambergris from Lord Yuanyang stimulated Lingjun's throat and made him stutter uncontrollably.

What's even more shameful is that Lingjun can hardly control his shameful body now - sometimes the two of them are too familiar and too close, and even if they have been together for a long time, it really can't be written off with just "difficult for water".

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