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

She cried and begged for mercy: "No, don't... Si Moli, I beg you, let me go, I don't want to, I don't want it!"

"I'm pregnant..."

But Liang Nianhe's pleading only resulted in stronger treatment from him.

Liang Nianhe was already pregnant with twins. Her lower abdomen was slightly bulging, round and smooth, not as flat as a girl's.

But such curves were even more alluring in Si Moli's eyes.

"What does it have to do with it? Huh?" He responded vaguely, his thin lips seemed to be on fire and boiling, "I will be careful not to hurt them."

Does this speak human words?

Liang Nianhe looked at the ceiling desperately, not wanting to struggle anymore.

Because, it doesn't work.

And this situation will happen many, many times... This is what makes Liang Nianhe the most sad.

Si Moli worked hard on her body with his head down and his breathing was extremely heavy.

Liang Nianhe blinked, tears flowing down the ends of his eyes, wetting his hair and pillow.

Seeing that she calmed down, Si Moli also relaxed his movements.

After all, he didn't want to hurt her.

He became gentler and more immersed in it, enjoying this happiness.

Si Moli stopped guarding her and let go of her hands, leaving marks one after another on her body.

He didn't notice that as soon as Liang Nianhe's hands were free, he reached under the pillow.

She hid a knife here a long time ago.

At first, she really wanted to kill him, wanted him dead, and hoped that this knife would come in handy one day.

Many times later, she had the opportunity to attack Si Moli, but she did not do so.

Liang Nianhe thought of Lin Zhen and the child in her belly, and he didn't dare to risk everything and do such a risky thing.

But today, Liang Nianhe had his mind set on using this knife.

She could no longer be possessed by Si Moli like this, over and over again, day and night.

She will resist!

Liang Nianhe's fingertips touched the handle of the knife, and then he quickly tightened it and held it in his hand.

Si Moli, he forced her to do this!

Si Moli didn't even realize that the danger was coming. He was just murmuring her name: "Nian He, Nian He..."

At this time, his voice was magnetic and low, and his breathing was heavy, but it sounded a bit affectionate.

Liang Nianhe's face was expressionless, his heart still.

How could he be affectionate?

A person like Si Moli is selfish and condescending. What he loves most is himself and he never cares about other people's feelings!

"Si Moli, every time you get me, it makes me hate you even more." Liang Nianhe said, "How much do you want me to hate you...how much do you want me to hate you?"

"I don't want you to hate me, I want you to love me."

In fact, Si Moli only wanted to get her.

He and Liang Jiayun were an accident, a coincidence, not something he willingly wanted at all.

Speaking of which, his only real woman is Liang Nianhe.

Liang Nianhe replied coldly: "I hope you die!"

Compared with the magnetism in Si Moli's voice, her voice sounded so rational and cold.

"Death?" He chuckled as if he heard some joke, "If I can die on you, it would be worth it."

To die under the peony flower is to be a ghost.

Liang Nianhe asked: "Really? Do you want to die on me?"

"Yes." Si Moli's lips moved lower and lower, landing on her belly and kissing her navel.