7. Need

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Arlan took over the glass from Liana's hand, but it was held back by Liana. In the end, only Arlan's glass was put on the table. "I've been waiting, you know, to touch your smooth skin. Because your skin is smooth and fragrant." Arlan sniffed Liana's neck and was about to land a kiss on the neck.

Arlan's two hands began to dare to touch Liana's breasts, and he really couldn't wait to touch that part. What a perverted man.

Instead of enjoying Arlan's touch, Liana immediately brushed off his two hands roughly. An even more disgusting sense of disgust.

"Why? Don't you like it?"

"Do I?" Liana laughed with a sneer. Liana slapped him on the cheek. "My gift for you. Don't ever think all women here are bitches! Got it?"

Arlan paused, aware of Liana's sassy response and harsh rejection. That woman actually dared to slap him on