Her clothes were torn apart, exposing her pure white skin and white underwear to the air.
The man stared at her body, his eyes growing darker and darker. He tightly pursed his lips, his whole body tense as if he was a fierce beast ready to pounce.
Mo Ran felt a tingling scalp and was extremely panicked, but she was powerless to do anything.
"Let me go!" she could only struggle in vain.
"Let you go? I am the Devil, an utterly unforgivable person. Do you think I would let you go?" he began to tear at her pants.
His strength was immense; it only took him a moment to remove her clothes, and his fingers went straight between her legs...
"Hmm—" Mo Ran moaned softly, the intrusion of the foreign object making her feel very uncomfortable.
"Still so tight, Ranran, you’re such a little temptress!" Gu Yixuan’s mouth twisted into a sinister smile, enjoying the feeling of tormenting her.
Biting her lip tightly, Mo Ran awkwardly turned her head away, her eyes filled with deep pain.
The man violently thrust into her, each movement as if trying to shatter her heart.
She suddenly felt so sad; why did he always treat her this way, why wouldn’t he let her go!
Agony drove her to madness, and her hand found the ashtray on the table. Without a thought, she smashed it against his forehead!
Time seemed to stand still, Gu Yixuan stopped what he was doing, and Mo Ran also widened her eyes in horror.
She had actually, really cracked open his head!
Blood flowed down his forehead, an evil, bewitching beauty to it.
Holding an open wound on his forehead, Gu Yixuan did not even frown. He dipped his finger in the blood, gave it a casual glance, and looked at Mo Ran with a sharp gaze.
Mo Ran turned pale, frantically struggling, "You forced me to do this, it was you who forced me!"
She was so frightened she started crying, her movements so violent that Gu Yixuan could barely handle them.
"You forced me to do this, why do you bully me, why!"
"Stop that right now!" Gu Yixuan frowned slightly; he was the one whose head had been cracked open, what was she getting so worked up for!
Mo Ran wouldn’t listen, so he simply pressed his whole body on top of hers, immobilizing her.
"Why are you crying!" Seeing the tears on her face, he frowned again. She rarely cried, and when she did, it was because he had pushed her into a corner. This time, however, she cried because she had cracked his head open.
Memories suddenly flooded in like a tide. Back then, she had also cracked his head open, and then burst into loud weeping.