Chapter 11: The guide post on the late-night forum about having sex with every married woman in the neighborhood made him painfully hard.

September 20th, Friday, 11:03 PM.

Lin Mo was lying in bed.

The lights are off.

The curtains were drawn.

The only light source in the room was the 6.7-inch screen of his mobile phone in his hand. The pale light shone on his face, dividing his features into two distinct halves—the left half was illuminated by the screen light, his eyes under his sword-like eyebrows were half-closed, and his pupils were slightly red from staring at the screen for a long time; the right half was shrouded in shadow, with only the outline of his cheekbones and jawline vaguely discernible.

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