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In the newly opened French restaurant, Musang's red cotton dress didn't really match the restaurant's atmosphere. However, after she put down her long hair, coupled with her beautiful face and cold temperament, she instantly felt that there was no scene that she couldn't endure.

Logically speaking, a girl with a family background like hers shouldn't have the temperament of a famous lady who had received good upbringing since he was a child. For the first time, he was curious about her background.

It was already 2 in the afternoon when he finished his meal. Leung Youshen put down his cutlery and said that he wanted to leave first, but in the end, a strange feeling pierced his thigh. He reached out and grabbed her restless legs under the table. "You want to play here?"

Leung Youshen laughed lightly after hearing that, "En, jealous?" There was a hint of mockery in his tone.

"No." Jiang Musang withdrew her leg and stood up, then said elegantly, "I want to confirm Mr. Leung's trip. "That way, I'll have time to watch a movie with the senior who gave me the dress and roses tonight."

"I wish Mr. Leung a beautiful woman in his arms." As he spoke, he lifted his leg and left without a shred of nostalgia.

But before she had taken a few steps, her wrist was grabbed, and with a tug, she regained her senses when she was pulled back into Leung Youshen's lap. This dress was given to me by another man? " Leung Youshen said in a low voice, with a hint of anger.

"Yeah, that's why I told you not to break it. I like it." Musang replied fearlessly.

"Wearing the clothes that other men gave you to eat with me, Jiang Musang, you sure are brave!" Before she could reply, her empty hand grabbed the collar of her shirt. With a ripping sound, the exquisite cloth was torn apart, revealing the white of her beautiful collarbone.

The tearing sound was especially obvious in the quiet restaurant. The waiter's gaze immediately shot over, but when he saw their ambiguous posture, he sensibly looked away.

Jiang Musang quickly grabbed his hand, "Leung Youshen, what are you doing?!" He had actually ripped off her clothes in public. Thankfully, it was not the peak hour for meals, and other than the waiters' dining hall, where he had long since removed his gaze to do other things, there were very few people.

Leung Youshen did not reply. Instead, he continued to exert more strength, causing his clothes to tear even more. The light in her eyes dimmed as she held onto the hand that was holding onto him. Then, she took her hand and squeezed away the black lace bra, directly stroking her perfectly round body.

Even though Jiang Musang had always been brave and calm, his ears turned red from his actions, and he tried to pull away from her hand with all his might.

After a while, Leung Youshen lowered his head and whispered into her ear, "Jiang Musang, it became hard." An ambiguous breath came into her ear, purposely teasing her.

Jiang Musang bit her lips and stared at him, "What's next is also too hard!"

Leung Youshen smiled, "Mn, then let's release them together." Her large hand squeezed down hard. At the same time, she bit her lips and carefully bit down on them.

In regards to matters of the heart, he had always been a tyrant, but this battle situation really scared Jiang Musang a bit. In the end, she was still a girl, if she were to perform in the dining hall in broad daylight, she really wouldn't be able to pass this knot in her heart.

"She extended her free hand and pushed him away. She used a lot of strength to push him away." Not here. " Her breathing was unstable.

Leung Youshen turned a deaf ear to her, and continued to dig deeper through her tongue.