59: Chapter 59 He’s Like an Enraged Beast 2
59 -59 He’s Like an Enraged Beast 2
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“Since you already know, I won’t hide it from you, I am indeed with Tang Song.
We…” only had a meal.
Her words were cut off by him, “Great!
Mo Ran, you dare betray me, it seems my warnings to you were not enough!”
Ah!” She cried out in pain as the damned man actually bit down on her neck.
“It hurts…” She winced in pain.
“Does it hurt?” Gu Yixuan lifted his head, with a trace of fresh blood on his lips, enchanting and seductive.
“I’ll show you what pain really is, and see if you dare to defy me again!”
Her body was violently pushed by him, falling backwards, her back colliding with the stairs, causing her face to turn pale from the pain.
Every nerve in her body was tensely strung, she couldn’t make a sound, it hurt so much, it really hurt!
Like drilling into her bones, she felt as if they were going to crack.
Ignoring her expression completely, Gu Yixuan pressed one hand against her body, while the other tore at her clothes.
He was like a raging wild beast, agitated, unsettled, riotous, barbaric!
“Don’t!” Mo Ran wept loudly, but he would not listen to anything.
He pinned her down, fiercely kissing her on the neck, plainly unwilling to touch her lips; he felt they were dirty, he didn’t want to touch them.
The kiss didn’t feel like a kiss, it was more like a bite.
Each one tore at her skin; she felt like food in the jaws of a wild beast.
Having never encountered such a situation, Mo Ran was in great panic, she was so scared, but no matter how hard she struggled, it was futile, only resulting in even rougher treatment from him.
Her body was tightly pressed against the stairs, twisted into an impossible angle, and even she, trained in dancing, couldn’t bear it.
Was she really going to die ?
Mo Ran gripped her hands tightly in despair, closing her eyes in pain.
Without tears, she had even forgotten how to cry.
Her head throbbed, her vision swimming with stars, nothing but pain, and discomfort, and more pain.
A wave of nausea from her stomach caused her complexion to grow even paler.
The Gu Yixuan on top of her didn’t notice anything wrong with her; he only knew to vent as he pleased, without a care for her feelings.
“Vomit—” Mo Ran couldn’t hold back any longer, she pushed his chest away, heaving.
“Heh, does my touch disgust you?” the man let out a bloodthirsty, cold laugh, his gaze growing even crazier.