Wen Xin didn't know whether it was because of what she said or because of her tears.
The moment Mo Sijue let go of Qingkong, Ren also put away his gun. His slender arms stretched forward and forcefully picked up Qingkong. Then, regardless of her struggle, he strode out of the hall.
"Ren, you stinky scoundrel, let me go, I will never forgive you, never!" Qingkong's intermittent soft voice came, and more than a dozen black shadows followed Ren and disappeared in the hall.
The silence was restored again, with only Mo Sijue and Wen Xin looking at each other quietly.
Her breathing was a little disordered, and Wen Wen retreated helplessly until a pair of strong arms hugged her waist. She saw that Mo Sijue's originally handsome face filled with anger became even more frightening.
"Zorro, let me go quickly!" Wenxin protested softly, but Zoro was like an authentic knight and was not afraid of Sir Moss who was like an angry lion at this time.
"You're looking for death!" Mo Sijue's whole body exuded a strange and evil aura. He had nowhere to vent his pent-up anger. Now he saw Zorro touching his woman in front of him without fear of death.
He rushed forward quickly and pushed Wenxin away, then raised his fist and swung it towards Zorro's handsome face.
However, Zorro had also practiced his family skills. For a moment, the two tall and handsome men were fighting together, and Wen Wenxin was frightened to watch.
"Stop it, stop fighting!"
Wenxin saw that Mo Sijue seemed to be desperate for his life, and his fists kept hitting Zorro's face like raindrops. After all, he had received professional training, and his skills and body were much stronger than Zorro's.
"Mo Sijue, you will beat him to death!" Wenxin didn't know where the courage came from, and rushed into the middle of the two people, and then stood in front of Zorro.
"Woman, you asked for this!" Mo Sijue stopped his hand in time, then roughly picked up Wen Xin and rushed out without looking back.
Wen Wen looked back with worried eyes. Zoro's handsome features were already covered with blue scars, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. She shook her head gently at him, and then was passively dragged by Mo Sijue.
And left.
The interaction between her and Zorro was watched by Mo Sijue. He threw her into the car without saying a word and drove the car to the Tsinghua Garden Villa at a drag racing speed.
"What are you bringing me here for?" Wen Wen tightened his collar and dared not get out of the car. When his eyes as bright as a deer looked at him innocently, Mo Sijue instantly transformed into a big bad wolf, seemingly waiting for him.
Swallow her in one gulp.
"Aren't you going to sleep with me? Get off the bus!"
Mo Sijue said in a rough voice and got out of the car first and walked towards the villa.
Wen Xin was no stranger to this place. She covered her chest with some shyness and followed him cautiously. Before she could enter the room, Mosijue pressed her against the cold carved wooden door.
His sharp fingers roughly tore off her long skirt, then pulled her legs up with one hand, and quickly pulled off her underwear with his cold fingertips. Without waiting for Wen Wenxin to react, he had already unzipped her pants.
Zizi rushed in eagerly.
Wenxin was so painful that she almost shed tears. Mo Sijue entered her deeply and forcefully, as if he was playing with her as if he were a puppet. Wenxin couldn't bear such a humiliating and embarrassing posture. Her body tightened to squeeze him out. Mo Sijue
But Si Jue remained unmoved and continued to thrust in and out vigorously, his movements even more rough and brutal than the first time he took her.
He is angry! He is punishing her in this way!
Wen Xin could feel his overwhelming anger. His appearance now was completely different from the gentleness he had in the hotel that day!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Mo Sijue, please be gentle!" There was a burning pain all over Wen Xin's body, and the tingling sensation caused by the friction between her back and the door panel stimulated her nerves even more.
"Wenxin, in your eyes, the only thing left for you and me is to have sex, can you trade it?"
Mo Sijue's breathing was rapid and he felt her body trembling. He held her waist with both hands, and his fiery arrogance was still grinding and stirring inside her body.
This damn woman has used her body to make deals with him again and again. Doesn’t she know what he wants most?
"Then what else do you think?" Even though Wen Xin was tortured to death by him, her brain was still flexible, and the words she said made Mo Sijue's lungs explode with anger.
"Okay, great, then I should let go and enjoy this delicious body of yours!" After Mo Sijue said that, he thrust in again. Even if Wen Xin couldn't bear the intense sex, she still couldn't.
Gritting his teeth, he endured it stubbornly.
In fact, as long as she lowered her attitude and said a soft word to him, Mo Sijue would not be embarrassed. But damn, why was she unwilling to say even a nice word to him?
Provoking Qingkong was originally one of his plans. Qingkong hated Ren. He took advantage of her mentality and made a show for them. But this woman who didn't understand the charm, no matter how much he did,
, she is also unwilling to face her heart.
Is it really that difficult for them to start over?
When Wen Xin woke up, she was already in a soft bed. There was still a faint fragrance of mint flowing in the air. It was the smell of Mo Sijue. She moved lazily, and a cool feeling came from under her body.
It feels like it's not so painful anymore.
She felt a little excited in her heart. Did Mo Sijue give her some medicine?
He was even more sad than she was for hurting her. When Wen Xin thought of Mo Sijue's entangled look of love and hate, she felt no pleasure in her heart.
Mo Sijue was no longer in the room. Wenxin rubbed his sore neck and got out of bed. After taking a shower and going downstairs, he found that Mo Sijue was not in the villa either.
She had lived here for a few days, and the servants and housekeepers in the villa all knew Wenxin. She still remembered the housekeeper saying that she was the only woman that Mo Sijue brought here!
"Miss, are you awake? Lunch is ready and will be served later!"
"Where's Mo Sijue?" Wen Wen was so exhausted that he didn't expect that it was already noon the next day.
"The prince has gone out and asked you to stay here. He will come back in the evening!"
Wen Xin couldn't help but swore, "What a savage man." He was nowhere to be seen after sleeping, but he seemed to be afraid that she would leave without authorization, so he even put her under house arrest.
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A pair of big palms suddenly slapped Mosijue's shoulder heavily. Without looking back, he pushed the wine glass in front of the visitor and snapped his fingers for the waiter to serve a dozen beers.
"Mo Sijue, may I know what you want?" Yin Tianqi sat down next to him, stroking his forehead with one hand and glancing at him from the corner of his eye. It seemed that they had reached a certain consensus.