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This rascal! Although Aaron looks aloof with strangers and had no interest in s*x, he’s actually shameless! Katrina feels at the verge of breaking down. She’ll go crazy if he doesn’t let her go soon. What does the thief have to do with her? Why does she have to stay here? In the face of Katrina's charges, Aaron points to the distance between them. “I'm on this side, and you're on that side. How can I be rude to you?” “You…” Katrina feels so dumbfounded that she can't say a word and settles for killing him angrily with his eyes. Yes, there’s indeed a few meters between them, and he can’t reach her with his long arms to cause actual harm to her. But is it polite to stare at a girl's breasts in the early morning? If he's not a rascal, what is he? Of course, Katrina is too embarrassed