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He put one hand on her perfectly round shoulder and slowly moved his other hand in front of her as if inspecting something.

Seeing his look of disdain, Tang Xia was shocked to the point that his eyes were wide open. This bastard, what is his hand doing?

"You're not gay, you're a wolf."

His voice was as gentle as water, and when it reached Tang Xia's ears, it felt like it came from hell.

"Hiss —"

Mu Ling Feng admired her with his fiery eyes and did not conceal the desire in the depths of his eyes. It was as if just looking at her had already done something to her.

This man really … Crazy!

Tang Xia was shocked, her vermilion lips pursed into a slightly pale red, completely unaware of just how alluring this little action of hers was.

"I was wrong. Don't be like this. I won't say that you're Gay anymore. I won't say anything else. Let me go!" She begged for mercy in panic. She didn't want any dignity anymore. In front of this dangerous man, she was asking for trouble by trying to be strong.

"What a pity, it's too late." He gently supported her chin with his hands, the heat from his fingertips burning her white skin.

If apologies were any use in this world, then the world would fall into disarray.

As if she felt the desire in his eyes, Tang Xia's slender and weak body desperately twisted. Her pure and clean face was very beautiful, and very helpless.

"Let go! Let me go! "

He lowered his head and bit onto her collarbone with a punitive force. When he heard her cry out in pain, he released his bite and gently licked her. Inch by inch, he twisted and turned.

His scorching aura was fatal.

"Don't... Get lost! Let me go! "

She was pinned down on the sofa, unable to move. This feeling of fear, despair, helplessness, discomfort.

At some point, her skirt had been torn to shreds, and her light-blue bra had wrapped around her fair scenery like a blue demoness. This was her last line of defense, exposing her graceful figure without a doubt.

A sense of shame that she had never felt before gushed into her heart. She had never been so exposed in front of a man before.

A teardrop the size of a crystal rolled out.

Mu Ling Feng's movements suddenly stopped — —

The current Tang Xia was like a rose that had been scratched by the wind, weak and caused tender affection.

Mu Ling Feng lowered his head and kissed the side of her face until her tears dried. She got up solemnly and took up a velvet blanket to cover her body, suppressing the chaotic flames in her body.

The most unbearable thing was a woman's tears.

Once his body was released, Tang Xia desperately retreated back, retreating to the corner of the sofa. He curled up and covered himself with that small blanket.

He calmly looked at her. It was unknown whether her face was red from anger or embarrassment, but it was indescribably seductive.

Interesting!

Tang Xia's heart was thumping non-stop. She could not imagine what she had just suffered under. She almost lost her virginity.

Absolutely not. The most beautiful and precious things could only be left for the people he loved, and also for the people he loved the most. It could only be left for Jing Chen.