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"What is it? Do you feel so relaxed without seeing me? " The familiar but the voice that I didn't want to hear the most was suddenly beside my ear. It was Song Mo Ran.

Song Mo Ran's distinct face appeared in front of my eyes. I turned around and wanted to leave, but Song Mo Ran grabbed me and pulled me back. He said coldly, "I advise you to obediently follow me."

Helpless, I could only follow Song Mo Ran into his car and return to his house. I didn't say a word on the car, and Song Mo Ran was also driving. I intentionally looked out the window angrily, because that sudden tug on my arm made my arm hurt.

Song Mo Ran got out of the car first and walked over to open the door for me. When I got out, I pouted and casually walked down, but because I wasn't able to firmly step on the car, I fell forward and steadily into Song Mo Ran's embrace.

"What's wrong, little girl?" Only now do you think of throwing yourself into my arms? " Song Mo Ran hugged me in his embrace and I pushed at him a little angrily. On the other hand, he simply lifted me up horizontally. I was like a weak kitten lying in his embrace.

"Are you angry?"

I didn't answer him, but put my head in his arms and pretended to be asleep.

Closing my eyes, I heard the door open, and with each step I guessed where it was. I was about to open my eyes when I heard my sister's voice, as if to say, "You're back."

Song Mo Ran didn't answer my sister's question. Instead, he went straight to my room and placed me on the bed.

"You can wake up now, stop pretending to be asleep. Come down to eat in 10 minutes. Remember, don't be late." Song Mo Ran's tone was still as cold as before and I didn't open my eyes until after I heard the door close. I sat up from my bed and waited for nearly 10 minutes before opening the door leisurely and walking out to eat.

When we arrived at the dining room, Song Mo Ran and my elder sister were already seated. The dishes on the table looked tempting and tasty, but I had no appetite at all.

I walked over and pulled the chair beside my sister. Just as I was about to sit down, Song Mo Ran suddenly said, "Sit over here." Then he pulled back the chair beside him.

I ignored Song Mo Ran's words and sat down as if I didn't hear him. Out of the corner of my eyes, I glanced at my elder sister. She kept her head down without saying anything. There was even a trace of jealousy and sadness in her eyes.

After sitting down, I picked up the bowl and chopsticks and continued to serve the dishes to my sister, completely treating Song Mo Ran at the side as air. I also knew that Song Mo Ran didn't lift the bowl nor the chopsticks, but my sister seemed to sense that Song Mo Ran's mood wasn't right and she turned to me and said: "Xiao-Xiao, quickly sit over there."

I looked into my sister's eyes. There was dissatisfaction in her eyes, helplessness, and loathing towards me. There was shock in my eyes. I had thought that my sister would do this, but I didn't think that she would actually do this.

My chopsticks stayed in the air, making the atmosphere a little awkward. I secretly glanced at Song Mo Ran, who was sitting opposite me; he still had an iceberg like expression on his face; I really didn't want to sit over there anymore, I didn't want my sister to see such a heart-wrenching scene. I put down my chopsticks and said, "Big sister, brother-in-law, I'm full. I'm going back to my room to do my homework."

I stood up and went upstairs. Just as I reached the door of the room and placed my hand on the doorknob to enter, I heard the sound of a heavy bowl being thrown. I also heard my sister shouting, "Silence!"

I quickly locked the door behind me and pressed my ear against the door. Song Mo Ran's footsteps gradually approached my room, but after a while, his footsteps stopped, as if he had stopped at the door of my room.

Just when I was trying to figure out what Song Mo Ran was up to, my phone rang. I quickly took out my phone and saw that it was from Song Mo Ran.

He answered the call doubtfully. Then, Song Mo Ran's voice was extremely cold as he said, "Open the door. If not, I will not show mercy to your sister."

My heart skipped a beat. What did Song Mo Ran want? Should I open the door or confront him?

"Little girl, don't challenge my patience. Have you forgotten that I'm the owner of this house? Opening your door is a piece of cake. Right now, I'm giving you a chance to reflect on it."

After slowly opening the door, Song Mo Ran quickly strode forward and grabbed my arm, he turned around and pressed me against the wall, he leaned over and covered my lips with his, he suddenly bit my lips with one hand and I cried out in pain. After shouting for a while, Song Mo Ran lowered his head and whispered into my ear, "Call out, little girl, the louder you call out the better, let your sister hear you."

I held back the pain and tried to free myself from his hands, but instead he picked me up and put me down on the bed. He took both of my hands and held them again, breathing hot air into my earlobes, and when I turned my head a little, he followed me, as if he were following me.

Gradually, Song Mo Ran reached his hand into my clothes, gently caressed me, lifted up his fingertips and lifted up my clothes, his entire body was exposed before me, his fingertips gently caressed my waist and I almost cried out. I immediately bit my lips to prevent myself from making a sound.

I took one step after another, and Song Mo Ran's hand had already reached below me as he teased me bit by bit. This time, he was much more gentle than before, and I was also unable to resist.

"What is it? Isn't her temper quite good? He doesn't have any backbone now? "Let me tell you, Lin Xiaoxiao, if you ever resist me again, I won't remind you. When the time comes, the first ones to beg for mercy will definitely be your sister and you." He turned and left my room.

I was a little confused lying on the bed. Towards this kind of life, I could no longer control it myself. It was all part of Song Mo Ran's plan, as if he could do whatever he wanted. To him, my so-called resistance was just some small trick. He could easily deal with me.

Lying on the bed, tears rolled down his face as he slowly stretched out his hands to tidy up his clothes.

Suddenly, I sat up in bed, an idea popping into my head: run.