I'm a villain, so it's reasonable to bully the protagonist, right?

At night, a low-key business car was driving on a small road on the outskirts of the city. Its destination was Qiu Shui Villa, the Ji family's residence.

The Ji family is the second largest wealthy family in Jiangnan City after the Wang family.

His residence, Qiushui Villa, is naturally the second mansion in Jiangnan City after the Wang family's residence, Yunding Palace.

Qiushui Villa is located on Qiushui Mountain in the north of the city, occupying almost half of Qiushui Mountain.

As the veteran driver Xu Qiangwei braked, the car stopped about half a kilometer away from Qiushui Villa.

Then the older driver Wang Hai got off the car and walked to Qiushui Villa on foot.

After a whole day of careful planning, Wang Hai had drawn up all the plans to target Ji Xiangqin and Ji Moyu.

Now, he is carrying out the first plan "night attack".

It can be seen from the name of this plan that this entire plan has to be carried out quietly.

So of course Wang Hai couldn't visit Qiushui Villa openly and could only choose to sneak in at night.

As the second mansion in Jiangnan City, Qiu Shui Villa has done a good job in security. There are patrolling security personnel everywhere, with one pavilion at three steps and one post at five steps.

But Wang Hai is a big boss in the mid-level earth class, and these little Karami are no different from decorations in front of him.

As long as he wanted to, he could easily avoid everyone, sneak into Ji Changlin's room without anyone noticing, and do indescribable things to him...

Ahem, but Wang Hai is not so heavy-handed and perverted.

So, he just avoided everyone and sneaked into... Ji Moyu's room without anyone noticing.

Since Ji Moyu didn't have the habit of staying up late reading novels on her mobile phone, although it wasn't too late at the moment, she had already turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Wang Hai walked quietly to Ji Moyu's bed. With his eyesight and the soft moonlight, he could easily see everything in the room.

The room is very warmly decorated.

Ji Moyu lay quietly on the bed, breathing slowly and relaxedly, and his face without any makeup was delicate and elegant.

Her eyes were closed tightly, and her long eyelashes cast faint shadows in the moonlight, trembling gently like butterfly wings from time to time.

Her hair was scattered on the pillow like a waterfall, black and smooth, exuding a light fragrance.

The moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains and gently sprinkled on her hair, adding a mysterious and gentle luster to her.

She looked like a sleeping beauty, no, she was a real sleeping beauty.

Such a peerless beauty, in her best years, suffered from misogyny, and has since closed off love. It is really tragic!

What's even more tragic is that the purpose of fate playing tricks on her is just to make the male protagonist show off!

"Hey!"

After Wang Hai quietly admired the beautiful picture flowing on the bed for a long time, he let out a long sigh.

Feeling unfair about her fate.

Then... he extended his sinful hand towards Ji Moyu's soft car lights.

Ahem, don't get me wrong, Wang Hai did this "gentleman" behavior just to cure Ji Moyu's misogyny.

Moreover, Wang Hai's healing method was not made up by him to take advantage. Instead, he got inspiration from looking at the sleeping Xu Qiangwei and learned from a classic case.

Legend has it that once upon a time there was a mountain and a temple on the mountain.

There is a little monk in the temple who looks very weak but is actually as strong as a bamboo.

The young monk devoted himself to the Buddha and swore not to break the precepts. No matter how others forced him, he would never break the precepts.

Even if he was forced to drink alcohol and eat meat, he would resist it and would even go on a hunger strike.

Until one day, a beautiful woman appeared in his "dream" and changed his dream...

And then... after a few times it became really fragrant.

Even the young monk who devoted himself to Buddha could break his precepts in a dream.

Ji Moyu just hates men. Could it be that his concentration is greater than that of the little monk?

With Wang Hai's touch, Ji Moyu's body, which had been sleeping lightly due to poor mental health, immediately trembled reflexively, and his slightly trembling eyelids opened instantly.

Seeing the dark shadow in front of the bed, Ji Moyu was frightened and immediately curled up into the quilt. Scream for help:

"Ah, help! Help..."

Wang Hai didn't expect that Ji Moyu's body was so sensitive and she woke up so quickly. He originally planned to give her a warm-up exercise first, but it seemed that it was too late.

However, Wang Hai didn't panic at all. After all, Ji Moyu's room had been soundproofed separately before he came in.

This sound insulation standard is based on the sound effects of the protracted war.

Ji Moyu, let alone this volume, no one outside would hear him even if he shouted at the top of his lungs.

Facing the panicked Ji Moyu, Wang Hai raised his hand and quietly sprinkled a burst of hallucinogenic dust at her with lightning speed like a bell ringing.

At the same time, he said softly: "Meng Gu, I am your Meng Lang!"

"After experiencing countless dreams, we finally meet again. Don't you remember me?"

Ji Moyu smelled an intoxicating smell, and for a moment, her bright eyes became a little hazy under the moonlight.

She felt as if the whole world was covered with a mist and became blurry.

"Menggu? Menglang?"

Ji Moyu looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar world and murmured.

"Am I in a dream?"

"Yes, do you remember me? My Menggu." Wang Hai smiled and put his face directly in front of Ji Moyu.

At this moment, the two people looked at each other.

Although the world was blurry, the man's face in front of him was extremely clear.

Looking at this man so close, Ji Moyu's eyes widened.

He is so handsome! His smile makes you look so comfortable! his……

However, the "gene" of misogyny engraved in his bones still made Ji Moyu subconsciously distance himself from the two of them, pressing the pillow firmly in front of Wang Hai and himself.

"Smelly man! Go away! Don't come over!"

Wang Hai curled his lips. It seemed that the setting of misogyny was a real bug. Even in the "dream", he was so misogynistic.

However, if you make any more mistakes, my firepower will penetrate you!

Wang Hai looked sad.

"Ah? Meng Gu, have you really forgotten me and abandoned me?"

"I really don't know who you are." Looking at Wang Hai like this, Ji Moyu felt sad for some reason. She put down the pillow and tried to ask:

"We...did we really know each other before?"

"Of course!" Wang Hai nodded and put his head in front of Ji Moyu again.

With that magnetic voice, he said, "If you don't believe it, let me awaken your memory of our relationship!"

"Ah?" Ji Moyu was stunned, not understanding what Wang Hai meant.

But before Ji Moyu could react, Wang Hai directly held up her face and kissed her lips.

"Huh?" Ji Moyu's eyes widened instantly. This was the first time he had been kissed by someone, or even the first time he had been touched like this by a man.

The "gene" of misogyny made her immediately resist violently!

This is not a coquettish resistance, but a real fight to the death.

Ji Moyu not only hit Wang Hai's chest hard with his small fists, but even kicked Wang Hai hard in... random places with his calves.

However, Ji Moyu and Wang Hai's strength and physical strength are not at the same level at all, so how could her resistance cause any harm to Wang Hai?

Wang Hai resisted Ji Moyu's resistance and easily pressed her onto the bed.

He took a comfortable position and greedily tasted Ji Moyu's lips.

Her cherry lips taste as soft as jelly and as delicate as tofu...

very delicious.

Ji Moyu felt Wang Hai's passionate invasion, and his body involuntarily became hotter and softer...

What's wrong with my body?

I should obviously feel sick, but why do I feel comfortable?

ah! He even stuck out his tongue!

He is so disgusting...

But...why, am I more comfortable?

At this moment, Ji Moyu's body's honesty was in fierce confrontation with the male-hating "gene" in his bones.

As the war situation becomes more and more anxious.

The force she used to resist Wang Hai's small fists and feet was getting smaller and smaller.

Feeling the changes in Ji Moyu's body, Wang Hai smiled slightly.

It's time to raise the stakes.

Wang Hai gently let go of Ji Moyu's lips.

Ji Moyu, who was almost out of breath from being kissed, collapsed in his arms, gasping for air and sticking out his tongue slightly.

Looking at Wang Hai's blurred eyes, compared to the ones full of disgust before, there was a hint of strange emotion.

This man doesn’t seem that disgusting either…

But in the next moment.

Ji Moyu felt his body go cold

Um? Where did my pajamas go?

Ji Moyu subconsciously went to grab the quilt, but found that the quilt was gone. She quickly curled up into a ball and blocked it in front of her with her hands.

This is the first time since I can remember that I have exposed my body like this in front of a man.

She blushed.

But before Ji Moyu had time to be shy, the man who made her both disgusted and vaguely looking forward to invaded again.

Facing Wang Hai's kiss, Ji Moyu's mind fell into a battle between heaven and man again.

In this battle between heaven and man after Wang Hai's raise, Ji Moyu's honest body obviously had more chips.

So that she became more and more depressed.

Um! How could his hands be...so disgusting!

oh! How could his mouth be... even more disgusting!

ah? How could my hands be...so perverted!

Huh? How could my mouth be...more perverted!

hateful……