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"Couldn't you hold it in on the carriage?!" As soon as they entered the space, Xiao Ruo pushed the man with a hint of irritation and stood up from his lap.
Just as she stood up, her wrist was grabbed by him and her body was spun around. The next second, she was laid down on the grass by him.
She let out a surprised cry, immediately meeting a pair of mischievous eyes, and suddenly realized, "Brother Fu, you forced me into the space on purpose!"
"I couldn't hold it in any longer." His voice was hoarse, his body pressed slightly closer, making their bodies tightly stick together, letting her feel his desire for her.
Xiao Ruo's face turned red again, feeling as if all her strength was drained, lying there limp and weak.
Xiao Ruo knew her man was in good health and always accommodated her in bed. Because of their son, he restrained himself even more. Sometimes she could clearly sense that he wanted it but held back to let her rest more.
