Wen Yi's breathing was rapid, her chest heaved violently, and her eyes were getting redder and redder, but she didn't know what kind of emotion it was because of. She raised her hands into fists and maintained her original posture, frozen in mid-air.
"Aren't you going to whip me? I'll stand and let you whip me."
She pointed toward the door, trembling slightly, "Get out of here!"
He stood still, looking at her with his eyes, as if looking at the prey under his claws, dangerous and inevitable, giving people a complete sense of suffocation.
The look in his eyes made her panic for no reason, and she gritted her teeth and repeated, "Mo Shichen, I tell you to get out—"
The man bowed his head and forced himself in front of her. He held the back of her head with one hand and kissed her hard. He pinched her waist with the other hand and led her into the house. He hooked his legs back and closed the door heavily. .
Wen Yi's eyes widened, and before she could react, her hand that was about to fall from mid-air was held by the man, and then he turned her around, and her whole body was pressed against the door panel.
What greeted her next was a wild, raging, and unstoppable deep kiss.
He pressed her body, his breath, and his kiss, all exuding an extremely strong and domineering tone, making her feel so small and weak that she could only be swallowed alive by him.
He lied to her without any guilt or guilty conscience, and he was just more powerful than before.
Mo Shichen pressed her against the door panel, almost imprisoning her, and did not tie her hands back. Normally, she would not be able to push him away even if her hands were free.
But now...
She was kissed by him, and her hands pushed hard towards his chest.
The man's body immediately stiffened, and he let out an unbearable groan from his throat. Sure enough, he quickly let go of him. His breathing was heavy and disordered, and his handsome face instantly turned pale. He looked down at her, eyes that seemed to be filled with desire. Bleeding ink.
She pressed on his injury, hard.
The apartment was as quiet as a tomb, but her breathing and his breathing were so clear that the rhythm could be discerned.
One of his hands fell on the door panel next to her shoulder, and the other hand covered his injury. His face turned pale, and he smiled with the corner of his lips pulled, "You hate me so much?"
"I hate you?" Wen Yi asked him back, "Do I have to stand and let you do whatever you want to me regardless of my wishes, so that I don't hate you?"
Mo Shichen hugged her again, his arms wrapped around her waist, and his chin buried into the hollow of her shoulder. The fragrance of the shower gel immediately hit his nose after bathing, making people feel relaxed and happy, "Warm."
When he called her name, his voice was obviously weak.
She said nothing and let him hold her.
He said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not afraid to tell you clearly. Even if it happens again, I will still do it."
Wen Yi closed her eyes.
It didn't surprise her at all, he wouldn't regret it.
At most, he would only regret that he had not done enough to let her know about it.
The man followed coldly, "If Mo Shiqian hadn't been so nosy, I would have gotten you again after a while."
"Do you think you can deceive me forever?"
He replied calmly, "After this period of time, when you get back together with me, even if you find out about this again, you will only have a quarrel with me and not leave me."
Wen Yi wanted to retort, but she was speechless.
She realized he was right.
If it is a long time later, if new feelings have been cultivated and their relationship has become stable, she will indeed not let them go and separate.
This is what he calculated.
Wen Yi felt very tired. She didn't have the energy to fight him anymore. Her mind was in a mess and she didn't want to think about anything.
She let herself lean against the door panel and said softly, "Go back. I'm tired and want to rest."
Her eyes inadvertently glanced at the man's chest. He was wearing a coat, and there was a base layer underneath. It was still dark, so you couldn't tell much at first glance. I wonder if she had injured him again when she pushed him just now. It's serious.
Thinking back to his reaction at that time, even now his face was not very good, Wen Yi was still very clogged, very uncomfortable and annoyed.
He looked down at her, "Are you going to go back to where you started and exclude me again?"
She turned away and didn't answer.
In the eyes of men, this reaction is an unquestionable acquiescence.
Maybe originally, she acquiesced.
"get out."
"You promised to have dinner with me tonight."
"You still want me to have dinner with you?"
He said calmly, "You promised, why can't you think about it?"
Wen Yi was very cold, "I won't eat, let alone eat with you."
The man wasn't angry either. He nodded, "Then I won't eat with you."
"Mo Shichen," she said with a look of helplessness on her face, "You are smarter than me. Can you tell me what I need to do to get rid of you?"
"Then let me tell you, you have me in your heart, can you give me a chance according to your own wishes?"
She asked mockingly, "I have you in my heart?"
He answered coldly, his sentences full of coercion, "You don't have me in your heart, how can you be so soft-hearted and accept my threats again and again?"
She pursed her lips, the color of her lips gradually faded, and her breathing seemed to become difficult.
The man's tone became calmer again, "You just don't have confidence, you don't have confidence in me, you don't have confidence in our relationship, it doesn't matter, I can give you time, as long as you give me a chance."
Wen Yi didn't want to argue with him anymore, so she bit her lip and pushed him away. She stopped chasing him and walked straight to the bedroom.
After entering, he closed the door and locked it.
Mo Shichen did not pursue her. In fact, with his current physical strength, if she deliberately wanted to get him out, he might not be able to resist her.
It wasn't until the woman's figure disappeared and the door was closed that his shoulders began to stoop a little.
The wound on his chest seemed to have no chance to heal, and it cracked again and again.
The man's hand was holding the door, and his expression was uglier than when Wen Yi was there just now.
He almost doubled over.
Sometimes the human heart is really weird and unpredictable, with absolutely no rules to follow. He gave himself a shot, and he dug out his wounds that were about to heal again. He had obviously used these wounds to threaten her several times.
The same thing happened just now, and she was the one who pushed and refused to massage the injury with her own hands.
But he endured it.
There is absolutely no need for patience.
Mo Shichen held the door for almost five minutes, then slowly walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa.
She wasn't going to care about him anymore.
If he doesn't leave, she probably won't come out.
He took out his mobile phone from his body and dialed the number. His voice was weaker than when he talked to Wen Yi just now, but he was calm and orderly. "Go back to the manor and ask Mother Su to pack tonight's dinner and send it to you." Come here."