Her lips were kissed and she spoke intermittently.
The strong smell of alcohol hit her. It was the first time she was kissed so violently, and she was completely stunned and at a loss.
Until a hand grabbed her clothes and tore them hard.
Mengkui reacted...the child, their child!
"Mr. Jane, you are awake!"
Mengkui grabbed his arm and was held in an embrace full of his breath, so intoxicated that she couldn't bear to let go.
Jian Chenche's eyes were scarlet. He put his hand from her collar, grabbed her softness, and tore her hard.
His lips moved to her neck, and his tall body bent, lower and lower.
Mengkui could no longer bear such weight and would fall down under him at any time.
She had no choice but to grab Jian Chenche's wrist, pull it away forcefully, and bend her knees to push against his abdomen.
She has learned martial arts and is more than capable of dealing with a drunkard.
Jian Chenche stumbled back a few steps and fell to the ground with a loud noise.
Mengkui hurriedly put on her clothes and retreated to the door: "Mr. Jian, what's wrong with you?"
Jian Chenche lay on the ground, motionless, as if he had regained consciousness for a moment, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Seeing that he didn't get up for a while, Mengkui spared him and rang the service bell.
"Boss Jane..."
"Shuai Jian?"
"Jian Chenche!"
The first time she called his name, her whole heart felt shocked.
Jian Chenche lay motionless on the ground, her long eyelashes were swollen, her eyes were thick, her hair was messy, and she looked very defeated.
Seeing that he wasn't moving, Mengkui tentatively walked to him, bent down slightly, and pushed his shoulder.
A hand suddenly grabbed her arm, so fast, as if it had been planned.
Mengkui just pulled her and fell on top of her.
Jian Chenche turned around several times, pressing her under him, and the masculine aura enveloped her again!
"Hmm..."
This time, Jian Chenche blocked her lips accurately and continued the stormy kiss.
The big hands continued to tear at her body, and her open eyes were burning with black flames, as if they had been burned by fire.
Mengkui was lying on the ground, her hands and feet were suppressed, unable to use any force.
The body lies flat, without any support, and feels a strong sense of insecurity.
She was very afraid that Jian Chenche would crush her belly with inappropriate force...
"don't want……"
Fortunately, she rang the service bell in advance, and soon the servant rushed into the room.
The scene in front of her was rotten. Meng Kui's upper body clothes were stripped off, and Jian Chenche was raging on her body like a wild beast, leaving heavy kiss marks on her snow-white neck.
The scars on her body have not yet healed, and some of them were scabbed off by his kisses, and a little blood flowed out.
Several servants worked together to pull Jian Chenche...
Mengkui felt the weight on her body disappear and hurriedly crawled forward to escape.
Mr. Jian is so terrible tonight. I have never seen him so irrational.
Even when he was drunk before, he would just sleep and never go crazy with alcohol!
Mengkui fled to the corner of the room, grabbed a nightgown, put it on her body, and tightened her belt.
In the blink of an eye, several servants were thrown away by Jian Chenche...
He seemed to be possessed by the devil tonight, a beast that no one could stop.
The suppressed temper these days may have exploded after drinking!
Mengkui stared at him nervously: "Don't come here...if you come here again, I'm going to attack you!"
She was afraid of hurting him, so she was reluctant to hit him.