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ok it, his small mouth around the straw, and began to suck quietly. His little head, however, was nestled contentedly against Lin Meng's body, his two little legs swinging back and forth – looking tru...y sucking on its mother's breast, refusing to let go of that spot.He clenched his jaw, muscles taut, a roiling storm brewing beneath his skin. It was a primal hunger, thundering in his veins, roaring...