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The Empress suddenly snapped back to reality, a panic filling her almond eyes.
With Zhu'er right nearby, does this little thief still dare to act recklessly?
A pair of tender hands pressed against Chen Mo's chest, trying to push him away, but Chen Mo was persistent. His large hands slid down along her waistline and pressed onto the full curve—
His fingers exerted force, sinking deeply, and the palace gown rippled with folds.
"Mm~"
The Empress's body trembled a bit, unable to suppress a muffled groan, her tightly closed lips slightly parting, completely surrendering.
Under that aggressive assault, her mind became dizzy, her tense body gradually turned to gentle softness, weakly falling into Chen Mo's embrace, her hands that were pushed against his chest unwittingly draped around his neck.
After a long kiss, they parted.
The Empress's bosom rose and fell as she shyly glanced at Lin Jingzhu.
