Mark bent his knees and looked down at her, starting to have s@x with her.

Their clothes fell to the floor one by one…

She reached out to hug his neck and whispered, “Are there really bugs?” Mark smiled.

At this point, she was worried about that…

When she was on the verge of tears due to his teasing, he whispered harshly in her ear, “Are you still afraid of bugs?”

Cecilia playfully pushed him and protested.

Mark didn’t show any mercy at all.

After all, she had said something wrong…

She had said he was getting old.

But Mark was full of energy in bed.

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Mark changed the bed

blue shirt onto the floor, where it lay, wrinkled and soaked

to the head of the bed, a faint trace of redness evident at the corner

of tidying up

the soiled sheets and

even took care of washing her underwear and ensured

retrieved the light

proved to be quite thrifty, stating that he

that shirt could indeed be worn after what it

that he was so

gentle as he carried

busy for the past few days and was tired, but being able to spend this time with her and embracing her like this seemed to

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What remained was contentment.

her

she hadn’t worn

remarks and

put it

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