Your Excellency, I love you!

Before she could finish her words, she was already picked up by the man and thrown heavily on the bed.

No matter how soft Sim Mengsi was, such a rough fall would still be uncomfortable. She wanted to get up dizzily, but was directly pinned down by the man who bullied her down.

His hands were tied to the head of the bed by the tie that the man tore off.

Mo Shiche easily took off her long skirt, biting her painful skin maliciously, "From now on, you are not allowed to say that you like him in front of me. Since you want me to accompany you, from now on, just say that you like me. Um?"

Luo Qiangwei wanted to curl up in pain, but she couldn't do it. She shook her head, and tears fell down when she heard his words, "I don't like you...I want Mo Shiche..."

She seemed to only repeat these few sentences, and every sentence was inseparable from Mo Shiche.

Tell her not to say that she likes Mo Shiche, but she can still cry when she is drunk.

And she cried louder and louder, as if she had been wronged so much.

Mo Shiche's face darkened to the bottom, and his movements became more serious, and he went straight to the point while she was crying.

This time it was real, and it was completely different from the feeling of a finger before.

Probably because she was not gentle enough, and her emotions were wrong, so she couldn't relax. Luo Qiangwei could only scream in pain, as miserable as she wanted.

Then the tears fell more violently, and even started biting the aggressive man behind him.

It was so hard that blood was bleeding through the shirt.

Bite when you are tired from crying, and then cry again after biting...

Mo Shiche felt that her arm was about to be bitten off by her, but under such violent and bloody stimulation, he couldn't control it even more, and frantically changed tricks to toss her.

In the end, Luo Qiangwei finally stopped crying, and stopped yelling that as long as Mo Shiche was gone, the inexplicable anger in the man's heart dissipated a bit, and the punishment eased.

But he still asked her four times that night.

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The next day, Luo Qiangwei woke up with a splitting headache.

She moved her limbs and was about to turn over, but found an iron-like arm across her waist.

Turning his face to the side, he saw the handsome man sleeping beside him with his arms around him.

She froze slightly, but wasn't too surprised.

After all, she wasn't completely drunk last night, and she still remembered something. He brought her back from the banquet, but she didn't have a deep impression of what the two said.

After drinking...have you become sexually promiscuous?

But she vaguely remembered that he forced it... She remembered that she resisted quite fiercely... Isn't he the one who should resist?

A mess in my head.

She reached out and tapped her head, a low and hoarse voice suddenly came from her ear, and the man's chin rubbed against her neck, "Are you awake?"

Luo Qiangwei paused, and didn't turn her head to look at him, but hummed, "Take your hands away, I'm going to wash up."

Mo Shiche didn't say much, and let go after a few seconds.

Luo Qiangwei didn't care if he was embarrassed or not, she pulled the quilt to cover herself and walked into the bathroom.

When standing in front of the mirror and squeezing toothpaste, she saw that her eyes were red, sore and astringent, probably swollen from crying.

Luo Qiangwei walked out after washing. The man had already put on his clothes and restored his well-dressed and handsome appearance. Standing in front of the French window, he turned around when he heard the sound.

Luo Qiangwei combed her long hair with her fingers, met his beautiful eyes, and asked, "Shall we have breakfast together, or should you go first, I will go to the company later."

Mo Shiche stared at her face with dark eyes, his thin lips curled up slightly, "Don't ask me what happened last night?"