Make her...pregnant
She felt that these two words coming from the man's mouth were so ridiculous that she even forgot or ignored the man's current amnesia. There was only one noisy thought in her mind -
How dare he mention pregnancy to her
Originally, the child she lost in Lancheng was because she accidentally fell down the stairs. It was an accident. It couldn't be said to be his fault... She couldn't blame him for the plane crash.
But if he hadn't secretly tampered with the condom behind her back, the child would never have been pregnant.
Originally there were some things that she didn't want to think about without mentioning them, not to mention that it had been so many years and it would be boring to bring them up again, but now that he was talking about pregnancy, he actually had the nerve to say it... Yes In order to save that stupid woman Li Qianrui.
Pregnant.
Let her get pregnant, and when she is pregnant, he will exchange the child for Li Qianrui, and then remove the child that is of no use to him and has no need to be born, so that he can be with that woman without any obstacles.
A strong hatred surged into my heart. It had never been so turbulent and sharp, and it was completely uncontrollable.
Mo Shichen lowered his head to kiss her, but before he touched her lips, he touched her red eyes.
The eyes were not red because of grievance or sadness, but a blood-red color soaked with emotion. The eyes were like sharp knives, showing unsuspicious hatred, glaringly naked without any cover-up or restraint.
He looked at her eyes, his heart was slightly dazed, and he forgot something in vain, but he still bent down and kissed her.
Wen Yi's face turned away, and the man's lips fell on the corner of her lips. <>
The next second, Mo Shichen felt a sharp pain in his forearm. His pupils shrank and he looked sideways at the woman biting him as if to vent her hatred. His eyes became more complicated, but there was no wave on his face. Just look at her calmly and let her bite.
It wasn't until the tip of her tongue tasted the rust between her teeth that Wen Yi's tightly clenched teeth suddenly loosened. Her breathing became rapid, a pair of red eyes looked at him coldly, and her voice was extremely cold. , "Mo Shichen, if you dare to do anything to me, I will pay you back double to Li... Well."
After all, she couldn't say a word because her lips were blocked by the man.
This time, he didn't let go.
There was nothing charming or lingering about this kiss. Apart from the bloody smell of violence, there was only the most primitive, physical conquest and being conquered, occupation, plunder, and chaos.
Mo Shichen was not like Mo Shiqian who grew up with his adoptive father who taught martial arts, nor did he ever join the underworld and fight with others. However, as the quasi-heir of the Lawrence family, he had received the most comprehensive and elite education since he was a child. Naturally, This is also included.
Wen Yi is admired for her strength while sitting in an office building, but in terms of physical strength, there is no difference between her and a woman walking on the street.
The man blocked her lips with his lips and tongue, his hands were clasped by one of his and pressed against the back of the sofa. His knees pressed against her legs, making it impossible for her to move.
After his kiss left her lips, he went all the way down, along her neck, to her collarbone. Perhaps it was this violent force that made him take off the shackles of his clothes. The more she resisted, the more he The greater the desire to suppress, the stronger the desire, the more out of control the person becomes, and the more out of control the person becomes, the harder the force on his lips, tongue, and hands becomes.
And the ambiguity of violence makes men's blood boil more and more.
When Mo Shichen's kiss came to the woman's chest, he stopped briefly. <>
Since Wen Yi didn't go out, she casually wore a simple and loose shirt skirt.
The two front buttons were not fastened, and the undulating curves could be vaguely seen after the struggle just now.
Wen Yi was controlled by him and had no choice but to call his name through gritted teeth, "Mo Shichen..."
The man's Adam's apple rolled down. He leaned forward and slowly bit the button with his teeth until the light-colored bra underneath was exposed.
He raised his head to look at her, and smiled in a low voice, "Your underwear is really the type that only a woman without a man would wear."
Wen Yi really wanted to bite him to death and smash the smile on his face with a slap.
But before she could make any move, he had already kissed the soft part.
He finally let go of the hand that held her hands behind his back, reached in from the hem of the shirt skirt, went up and directly touched it, touching the hidden button on her back, and untied it skillfully with his fingers.
She was already disheveled, even her short hair was messy, her youthfulness was exposed, and she looked embarrassed and sexy.
It's just that the man on her body, whether it's a shirt or trousers, is still neatly dressed except for a few wrinkles.
"Mo Shichen, don't force me to hate you..."
"Well," he clasped her waist with one hand, using his shirt to pull the covering under her body, and kissed her ears, blowing the hot air in, "no matter what, the result is the same, how much you hate me, I Everyone will succeed..."
He smiled, and said in a low-spirited voice with a negotiable taste, "In that case, why not make this process more beautiful? I don't mind the rape scene, but I guess it will inevitably happen if I do it." Out of control, if you really get into the role, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it, so just cooperate and I'll make you feel better... huh?"
Wen Yi opened her eyes wide, looking at this man who looked so gentle and innocent, but his words were so shameless. Her chest heaved violently. After a few seconds, she still couldn't control her anger, so she raised her hand and slapped her. He immediately threw him up and said, "Mo Shichen, how can you men be so shameless, ah?"
She didn't do it lightly, and a faint slap mark quickly appeared on the man's handsome face. <>
He didn't dodge, he just raised his hand and touched his face, and then the corners of his lips curled up. The arc of his smile was very light, and his eyes that stared at her condescendingly gradually turned red.
Mo Shichen seemed to have been calmed down by the slap. He squinted his eyes and did not pounce immediately. Instead, he methodically untied the belt around his waist.
In this gap, her legs were still pressed, but her upper body was free. She wanted to hit him with something, and in the end she was able to hit his head and bleed him. But her panicked eyes searched here and there, even her cell phone. None were found.
She only had a pillow at hand, but what use was it for flirting
The mist was still floating on the cup of hot tea on the coffee table. She stretched out her hand to get it.
She really regretted that she hadn't just poured the scalding cup of tea onto his crotch and destroyed that beast.
Just when her fingers finally touched the handle of the tea cup on the quilt, her body was suddenly adjusted by the man's strong hand. She was closer to the cup. In the next second, her whole body was pressed more completely into the sofa.
The cup of tea was knocked over on the carpet with her hand.