Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

Liang Nianhe curled up as much as possible, trying to resist.

However, it didn't work.

With only one hand, Si Moli could easily hold her wrists and restrain her.

He lifted another leg and placed it on her knee.

With two simple actions, Liang Nianhe was completely controlled by Si Moli.

"No, no!" Liang Nianhe shook his head repeatedly, his hair covering the pillow like seaweed, "Si Moli, if you force yourself to take me, I, I..."

"Hmm? How are you?"

"I'll bite my tongue and kill myself!"

She doesn't want this humiliation and would rather die!

"Bite your tongue?" Si Moli raised his eyebrows, "You reminded me, but I almost neglected it. Liang Nianhe, how could I let you die and still die under me?"

His face was full of amusement.

Liang Nianhe's heart suddenly trembled: "You...you..."

Before she could finish her words, Si Moli stretched out his long arm and picked up the tie next to him.

It's the one he tied today.

Then, he rolled it up into a ball and stuffed it into her mouth: "Liang Nianhe, this way, you won't be able to bite your tongue."

Liang Nianhe's eyes widened.

But she could only make a sound of "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu".

She shook her head wildly, her eyes filled with despair, and struggled hard...

But, all to no avail.

Tears slowly slid down the corners of her eyes...

After delaying for so long, Si Moli was still going to succeed.

Tonight, there is no escape.

"This is quite a different experience," he asked, "isn't it?"

Liang Nianhe could only stare at him and answer with his eyes.

From top to bottom of her body, the only thing that could move were her eyes.

"If you were better," Si Moli held her waist with his hand, "you wouldn't have to suffer like this. It's a pity that you have to go against me."

"It's okay, Nian He," his voice suddenly became extremely gentle, "next time, we will experience another feeling."

"Uh-huh, uh... uh-huh!"

Liang Nianhe's hair was disheveled, tears kept falling down, flowing into his temples, and the tip of his nose was red from crying.

"Don't cry." Si Moli wiped away the tears from her eyes pitifully, "This look is so pitiful and painful..."

After wiping it for a few times, the tears came more and more.

He didn't mind, let alone dislike it. He simply lowered his head and kissed her tears away bit by bit.

The taste is warm, salty and moist.

It was such a tender and affectionate gesture, but Liang Nianhe only felt disgust and despair.

She looked at Si Moli bitterly, and because she was speechless, she could only express her hatred with her expression and eyes.

Si Moli understood.

"Hate me?" he asked.

Liang Nianhe nodded.

"Does it mean that if I let you go tonight, you won't hate me?"

Liang Nianhe nodded again.

"But," Si Moli said, "if you don't hate me, what good will it do to me? Liang Nianhe, anyway... you won't love me."

As the words fell, so did his lips.

No matter how much Liang Nianhe's tears raged, he didn't care.

What he cares about most now is getting her!

Si Moli even raised his hand to turn off the light, leaving only the dim crystal lamp beside the bed.

The lighting and atmosphere are all in place.

Outside the window, the sky was gray, with a little bit of light, but there were still a few hours until dawn.

Liang Nianhe closed his eyes and trembled all over.

Although she couldn't move, she could feel every movement of Si Moli very clearly.

His touch, his kiss, his warmth...