"You..." The pain coming from her jaw made Qiucao unable to speak complete words.
"What's wrong with me?" The third prince squeezed Qiucao's chin more tightly, until she showed a painful expression, and then said with satisfaction, "Xue Qiucao, let me tell you, even if I fell in love with you today, King Mu will not do anything.
Opinions!”
After finishing speaking, he released her chin, stretched his big palm to Qiucao's chest, and suddenly pulled open her dress.
Qiucao was stagnant for a few seconds, then reacted, clutching the skirt of his clothes tightly, crawling back with a chill all over. Qiucao knew that if he didn't run away, this person would really take possession of him!
So Qiucao kept retreating. When he had no way to retreat, he stood up unsteadily holding on to the wall and ran outside, shouting loudly: "Here comes someone" [
However, before she could finish her words, the third prince stepped on the corner of her skirt and fell to the ground. Her knees hit the hard bluestone hard, causing bone-piercing pain.
T_T
It seemed as if there was liquid sliding down his knees. Qiucao couldn't care anymore. He gritted his teeth and struggled to get up. He decisively took off his obstructive mopping coat and rushed out while crawling on the ground.
The next second, someone grabbed him by the waist and dragged him back, and threw him on the blood-stained wooden table without mercy.
The huge impact made Qiucao's whole body fall apart, and his head was numb with pain. However, Qiucao did not dare to hesitate for a moment, endured the pain in his back, struggled to get up, and continued his escape.
However, as soon as her hands were holding on to the wooden table, before she could hold her up, her vision went dark, and the third prince had already pounced on her, pressing her back onto the wooden table again.
No! She doesn’t want to have a relationship with this person even if she dies!
Thinking like this, Qiucao used all her strength and struggled hard. However, she was just a weak woman. How could she be stronger than a big man? But no matter how Qiucao struggled, all the strength in her body was exhausted. The third prince's
His hands were like iron pliers, clasping Qiucao's hand tightly without moving at all.
Is she really going to be raped by this person in this place today?
Qiucao looked at the black slate covered with spider webs directly above, feeling that her destiny began at this moment, falling into the abyss of boundless darkness and despair, and never seeing tomorrow. T_T