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tive provocation.He kissed her relentlessly. His warm hand began to knead her full, white shoulders gently. Her small ears were already red, and under his persistent touch, she finally opened her eyes...old it back.But when the old woman started scolding, there was no end to it. She mumbled and rambled on, criticizing everything about her. This child is a treasure in any mother's heart, who could sta...