Ji Mo's voice was hoarse but gentle like a sigh. He leaned his head on the side of her neck, turned her side and kissed the side of her face and earlobe hard.
That feeling reminded Mu Baoer of those nights when she was violated. It was like this every time.
Regardless of her wishes and pain, he always takes possession of her forcefully, and now he wants to draw Ling Yan into the situation and violate her wantonly.
She had never felt so hated and disgusted with him, and all the anger that had been stored up for a long time burst out.
"Happy? Who would be happy with a rapist like you, unless I'm crazy. A man like you is mentally perverted and twisted, aloof, and only relies on his own strength to trample and violate others. There is no one in this world.
I have never hated a person as deeply as I hate you. People like you will never get sincere treatment and love from others, because you don't deserve it."
Ji Mo's body stiffened, her fists were clenched, and her eyes were filled with anger. She actually hated him so much. Sure enough, her previous weakness and obedience were all pretending, but now her true words and true colors were revealed.
The sentence "People like you will never receive sincere treatment and love from others because you don't deserve it" deeply stimulated him.
His eyes suddenly became dangerous. He turned Mu Baoer over and stared at her face: "Mu Baoer, do you dare to scold me again?"
Hearing his furious voice, Mu Baoer just felt relaxed. Wasn't this man always calm and calm? He looked aloof and didn't take anyone seriously. It seemed that nothing could make him emotionally fluctuate, let alone
anger.
Unexpectedly, a few insults to him could actually irritate him and make him unbearable.
She stared at him with more and more disdain: "Let me tell you, every time I do it with you, I feel so sick that I want to vomit."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt his angry breath rushing towards her face.
Before she could react, his iron hoop-like arms had already lifted her up and threw her onto the bed so hard that her bones almost shattered, causing her to cry out in pain.
But she knew very well what he wanted to do. She sat on the bed in the dark and stared at him with a sneer, her eyes full of disdain.
Even if she was violated again this time, she would not cry in pain like before. It was just the humiliation he had inflicted on her body that she would one day take back from him.
With a snap, the lights came on, and Ji Mo stood by the bed with a cold face. Seeing her disdainful eyes, the pain in his heart deepened.
"You have more courage and backbone than before, and you are not trembling with fear." The sneer on his lips grew.
"Trembling will not do any good. Being afraid will only make you feel more accomplished. The best way to deal with someone like you is to prevent you from getting the pleasure of conquest from me. I will neither give in nor give up."
If you don't know how to beg for mercy, you can torture my body at most, but you can't torture my heart." She raised her chin proudly without showing any fear.
Even if he forcibly violates her and uses herself as a tool to vent his sexual desires, he will not hurt her.
"Hmph, you are confident, then I will have to force you to beg for mercy. You will pay the price for humiliating me just now."
She successfully aroused the anger that he had suppressed for many years, and he would teach her a lesson so that she would not dare to make him angry again regardless of life and death.
Ji Mo grabbed her ankles, dragged her over, pressed her legs with his knees, untied her tie and tied her hands, and then tore her clothes to pieces.