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In the middle of the night.

In the dim room, there was the vague sound of breathing. A woman with a red camel-like face was lying on the bed.

Suddenly, Wen Xin felt something touch her lips, a numb feeling spread from her lips to her body.

She struggled to say something, but all she could hear was a faint hum, echoing in the quiet space.

This... Whose voice was this?

Wen Xin was a little puzzled. She was currently delirious, and could only ask the figure in front of her based on instinct.

"You … Yes... "Ugh …" "Who …"

Wen Xin wanted to continue asking where she was, but she suddenly realised that those soft breaths coming from her lips, sounded hoarse and moving.

Very quickly, Wen Xin was startled, and her body became even hotter …

A chill hit her, and someone lifted the velvet quilt from her body.

"Mm …" No... "Don't..."

Wen Xin was shocked. She wanted to shout loudly, but found that her voice had turned into bashful moans.

Mu Tianyun looked at the woman on the white bed sheet. His eyes darkened slightly as he couldn't help but caress her collarbone.

It was a smooth and soft touch...

Mu Tianyun closed his eyes as though he was enjoying something. His desire grew stronger and stronger.

Wen Xin felt a warm big hand caress her body. She clearly wanted to shout and push him away to escape, but her body honestly welcomed him.

She actually took the initiative to reach out to the source of the heat, wrapping her arms around the man's waist …

Mu Tianyun lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms, while Wen Xin raised her eyes, just in time to meet the man's gaze …

She couldn't help but shiver. Such a cold gaze, cold and proud …

What a terrifying man!

Mu Tianyun's eyes were bloodshot. His breath was scorching hot as he waved away the woman's trembling hands and roughly ripped open the buttons of his shirt …

Even though Wen Xin was trapped in an inexplicable desire … and finally understand what a man wants to do...

She struggled desperately, but the iron arms held her down with such force that she felt as if her bones were about to break.

"Don't …" Wen Xin fearfully rejected the man who had lost his mind. However, her insignificant resistance incited the man to attack even more arrogantly.

The hungry, wolf-like man completely ignored her crying and struggling. After drinking that cup of wine that had been seasoned, he had long since lost control of himself, and his body was left with only the primitive desire to get it.

A slender hand caressed the girl's smooth skin, and a burning desire appeared on the man's divinely handsome face.

Wen Xin shut her eyes in despair, the fear that filled the skies caused her to tremble. Her sharp nails slashed across the man's well-built shoulder, leaving red scratches on his fair skin.

The man could feel her resistance, but it also aroused his strong desire to invade her. His eyes were burning red. He couldn't wait any longer!

In an instant, the pain dropped!

Wen Xin's entire body trembled intensely because of the pain in her private parts. Her tears slid down her face one after another, "It's so painful!"

This person was a demon!

After countless assaults, in the midst of his drowsiness, Wen Xin lost consciousness …

When he opened his eyes again, it was already daytime. The room was empty.

Wen Xin recalled how terrible it was last night and finally collapsed as tears streamed down her face. She looked at the fruit knife on the table with despair and suddenly made a decision —

On the wide road, Mu Yuntian drove the car, his handsome face full of coldness. He thought to himself, I must find out who drugged him!

Suddenly, his phone rang, and an anxious voice sounded, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Mu?"

"What is it?"

"The girl in your room just committed suicide —"