"Oh!" Mu Qiqi subconsciously screamed as her forehead hurt from the impact.
When he was about to rub his forehead, he had already been pushed into the sofa by a brute force.
The situation developed too quickly, so much so that she, whose mind was immersed in writing, could not react at all.
By the time she reacted, she was already pressed down, unable to move at all.
A heavy breath landed on her face as a strong palm fiercely pressed down on her flailing arms. Following that, a domineering kiss came from all directions, bringing with it a domineering aura that looted the heaven and earth, causing Mu Qiqi to be completely dumbstruck.
"Um … ugh …"
Mu Qiqi, who had been assaulted, opened her eyes that were as big as bells and stuttered as she shouted. Her arm, which had been restrained by the man, still didn't give up as it danced.
In her entire life, other than the incident four years ago where she lost her innocence due to the drugs, she had never done anything intimate with any other man.
However, after meeting this man, he had been bullied again and again.
If the last time she had forcefully kissed him was reasonable, then this time, this man was like a ferocious beast without any emotions.
It was because she felt that her lips had swelled up …
At some point, the hand that was restraining her arm had slipped onto her slender and sexy waist, and was even rudely tearing at her clothes.
Mu Qiqi's mind was in a complete mess. She didn't even dare to think about going further down.
In a moment of desperation, she stretched out her leg and used her knee to viciously bite down on the man's weakest spot.
The man who was on top of her suddenly stopped moving. She took this opportunity to pull away from him and run upstairs like a madman.
….
In the hospital controlled by the Mo family.
Mo Yan Jue was lying on the sickbed, his face ashen, while two men his own age surrounded him.
One of them wore a white coat and round gold-rimmed glasses, giving off a refined and gentle feeling.
The other one was wearing a fashion label. His hair was slightly curled and dyed in the current black and blue color. He was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, shaking non-stop.
"F * ck, my lord, I'm really curious who is so untactful. If they see you being drugged, why don't they immediately get into bed with you and even give you a kick?" Yang Zhen Lin sloppily said. His handsome face had a mischievous smile on it. He looked like he was just watching a good show.
Song Qingyun, who kept the medical records, lightly tapped the top of Yang Zhen Lin's head. "You're courting death again!"
"Why aren't you letting him speak the truth? Fortunately, my aunt had the foresight to find someone to conceive a son for my brother. Otherwise, this kick would have ended his legacy. " Yang Zhen Lin said with a devilish smile on his face.
This person was a cousin of Uncle Mo Yan. He had been acting carefree all day and had pissed off the uncle and aunt of the university professor into going to the hospital.
This time, he was going to run over again. He was truly an infuriating person who wouldn't give up his own life.
Mo Yan didn't have anything to be polite with him, he directly threw a white pillow at his head, his deep voice was filled with anger: "If you have anything to do, then scram!"
Yang Zhen Lin grabbed the long pillow and hugged it. His feminine cheeks were constantly rubbing against the pillow. His expression was as vile as it could get.
Not only that, he even smilingly asked Mo Yan, "Brother, I just want to know how bold that woman is."
"Scram!"