Chapter 1171:

Gerry looked confused. He turned to Cliff and asked, “Since when does Laney listen to you so obediently?”

Cliff, deep in thought, massaged his tense forehead. “Just go to sleep.” This movement made Gerry notice Cliff’s soaked sleeve.

“What happened to your clothes?” Gerry leaned in curiously. “Did it rain outside?”

Cliff tensed up and rolled up his sleeve. “I accidentally splashed water on it while I was washing my hands.”

“Oh,” Gerry said, sniffing. “That’s odd.”

Cliff’s voice grew tight. “What’s odd?”

“There’s a sweet smell on you. It’s familiar, but I can’t remember where I’ve smelled it before.”

Cliff’s temple. “I’m heading

enough. She wanted to sit on his arm. She mentioned feeling uncomfortable and asked Cliff for assistance. She expressed her love for the fabric of his shirt, the small mole on his arm, and how his veins and muscles

scenes of their intimacy stayed in Cliff’s mind, refusing to fade away. He shut his eyes, inhaled deeply,

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he stepped outside, he noticed a message from Laney. “Wasn’t that incredible just now,

mind no longer clouded by lust, he felt a strong desire to grab Laney and give her a stern lecture. He texted back, “Where did you

“I didn’t learn anywhere. Did you

and it won’t happen

if I

“This isn’t an illness. You can control it. Stop using it as an excuse.” Laney did not

stern tone had discouraged her and was about to relax when her next message made his

his

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