55: Chapter 55 Revenge for Sister at the Party 4 ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ noᴠelfire.net
55 -55 Revenge for Sister at the Party 4
“I’m not afraid of your mockery; it’s the first time I’ve ever been moved, despite how old I am.
Please forgive my presumptuousness, I just can’t control myself…”
Mo Ran felt a wave of nausea inside but pretended to be very embarrassed on the surface, “Sir, actually, actually, I feel the same.”
Her voice was very soft, but it was enough for the man to hear clearly.
“Really?!” Yang Tao could hardly believe his ears, “Miss, I…
As soon as he hugged Mo Ran and was about to kiss her, she blocked him with her hand.
“What if someone sees us?”
“No one will come up here, and besides, I’ve already locked the door.” The fox’s tail had finally shown itself.
Mo Ran sneered inwardly; with flushed cheeks and a forced struggle, she said reluctantly, “Okay then, you take off your clothes first.”
“What about you?” Yang Tao asked back with a lustful, hazy gaze.
“I’m shy, you go first.”
“Alright!” Yang Tao quickly stripped off his suit and shirt and began removing his trousers.
When he was down to just his underwear, Mo Ran reached out to stop him.
“That’s enough just like that.”
“If we’re going to take it off, let’s take it all off, and later, you take it all off too.”
“No need, this is enough.” Mo Ran stood up, her expression darkening; Yang Tao had yet to notice anything unusual about her.
“Are you sure this is really enough?”
“Of course!” As soon as her words fell, she grabbed the man’s wrist and using clever strength, she flipped him onto the ground.
“Ow!” The man howled in pain.
“You filthy man, die!” Lifting her foot clad in high heels, Mo Ran used the hard tip of her shoe to kick and stomp on him viciously.
Her LV bag smashed down on his face and body like a barrage from the sky.
The more she thought about Mo Yan being beaten, the fiercer her anger became; it was this man’s fault, all his fault!
Why should Mo Yan have suffered so much while he got away scot-free?
Don’t hit me anymore, stop!” The man was no match for her and could only scramble around on the ground, covering his head.
“This was a consensual matter; if you didn’t want it, just say so—there’s no need to beat someone up!”
Mo Ran ignored his words; she didn’t need a reason to hit him.
The room filled with the man’s painful screams and the sounds of crashing, creating a heart-stopping cacophony.
Mo Ran, caught off guard, was pushed against the wall, and the man, not caring about his undressed state, opened the door and ran out in a hurry.