The young man's eyes were red, his breathing was heavy, and his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of seductive whisper that kept ringing in her ears.
"Even if I can't get your heart, I still want to get your person. You belong to me, mine..."
His movements became more and more wild.
There were bursts of pain in the place where he had sucked her.
He propped himself up slightly, looked at her with a confused expression, and reached out to untie the black nightgown.
In his slender eyes, he had lost all reason, leaving only confusion.
"Pa", the lights in the room suddenly turned on.
My eyes, accustomed to darkness, were blinded by the light.
It also made the young man who was in confusion become more sober.
When he found that he was actually pressing down on a disheveled strange woman, he was stunned for a few seconds, with an expression of disgust and contempt on his face.
"Well."
With a muffled groan, the young man frowned. Unable to see clearly what the attacker behind him looked like, he fainted, his body went limp, and he pressed heavily on Tong Caiwei.
Tong Caiwei, who was so frightened that her face turned pale, stretched out her hand to push the boy away, jumped out of bed, and threw herself into the arms of the handsome man standing beside the bed, who was looking at her with a smile, hugged his waist tightly, and cried loudly, "
Master, I'm so scared...".
With golden hair, snow-white hands, and long soft hair tied with gold threads, she looks chic, elegant and noble.
The red phoenix eyes were slightly raised, creating an enchanting arc.
The deep blue eyes exude a mysterious depth.
Her white hands hugged the trembling little guy in her arms. Su Mochen raised the corner of his mouth, and a playful smile appeared on his evil handsome face, "Xiao Cai'er, don't smear your nose on my clothes."
Tong Caiwei burst into tears. Su Mochen's snow-white shirt became a handkerchief for wiping her tears and nose. "Master, no more bets. I lost. How about we go back? I don't want to stay here."
"Be good, stop crying."
Su Mochen's voice was so gentle that it could melt water. He caressed her head with his big hands, as if the girl in his arms was his pet. There was a hint of imperceptible affection in his deep blue eyes.
His words of comfort not only did not make Tong Caiwei stop crying, but instead made her cry like a child.
Her little head rubbed hard in his arms, and she cried with great grievance, "Oh, Master, I don't like it here, I want to go home."
"You are really a child, look at you crying..."
A chuckle overflowed, and Su Mochen raised her chin. She was crying like a cat with a colorful face, and the rabbit's eyes were watery from crying, and she looked at him with such aggrieved and pitiful expression.
Su Mochen glanced sideways at the charming young man who was unconscious on the bed, and an evil smile flashed across his eyes.
"You were bullied, don't you want to vent your anger before leaving?"
Tong Caiwei blinked, "Take it out?"
"I, Su Mochen's apprentice, can't be bullied casually. Master has told you before that it doesn't matter if you suffer a loss. There will always be a chance to pay it back in the future. With Master here, you don't have to be afraid of anything. Whatever you want to do, just do it.
Just let it go and do it boldly.”
Tong Caiwei blinked again, and her watery, dark eyes lit up.
She bit her lip, remembering that her innocence was almost taken away by the boy just now, and the anger of being humiliated suddenly surged into her heart.
Yes, she can't just leave.
This damn man took advantage of her. The first kiss she had held for twenty years was just taken away from her.