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In the middle of the night, looking at the woman in his embrace, he smiled devilishly, “With your discontentment, do you want me to continue? ”“Discontentment? ” The woman almost choked, “Who says I’m discontented? ”“You don’t have to be so reserved in front of me. ”“Who says I’m being reserved? ” She roared. “So, do you mean you are not reserved? ”“