"You have been played by other men countless times. Why are you pretending to be a chaste and fierce woman in front of me? After a while, you should be crying and begging me to have sex with you!"
tear...
He pulled her clothes with his big hands and tore them off hard. Tong Caiwei was only wearing a thin shirt, and her snow-white skin was immediately exposed. Yang Shaojie buried his head in her chest and nibbled at it randomly, "Bitch, are you kidding me?"
It must feel great to wake up, no wonder even Su Mochen is fascinated by you."
"Go away...help..."
Tong Caiwei's struggle has no effect at all on a person with strong animalistic instincts, except stimulating his animalistic desires even more.
While struggling hard, she used her knee to hit Yang Shaojie's most vulnerable part hard. Yang Shaojie rolled off her body in pain. She quickly jumped out of bed, opened the door and ran out.
"Bitch, where are you running..."
Yang Shaojie quickly caught up with her, grabbed her hair, and pulled her back hard.
Tong Caiwei was in great pain, tears welling up in her eyes. She knew very well that if she was dragged back by Yang Shaojie again, she would really be doomed.
She turned around, lowered her head and bit Yang Shaojie's arm, using all her strength, her teeth sank deeply into his flesh and blood. The strong and fishy smell of blood almost made her spit it out.
Yang Shaojie screamed like a pig, held her head down, and cursed, "You damn bitch."
"boom.."
In anger, he lost his mind and dragged Tong Caiwei into the wall.
After the severe pain, her vision went dark, she lost her mind, and fell to the ground weakly, blood rushing out of the wound on her forehead.
"Miss Tong, Miss Tong..."
Well, my head hurts...
Tong Caiwei frowned, vaguely feeling as if someone was calling her...
Her eyelids were very heavy, and it took a lot of effort for her to open her eyes. A vague figure came into her eyes.
"Miss Tong, you're awake."
After waiting for a while, the blurry figure gradually became clear.
It was a man she didn't recognize. He was in his thirties, wearing glasses, and looked polite.
She asked doubtfully, "Who are you? What's wrong with me?"
A gentle smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, "I am your family doctor, Miss Tong. You were injured on the forehead and fainted. You have been sleeping for a day and a night."
Got a bruise on your forehead?
She was stunned for a few seconds before slowly remembering everything that happened before she fell into coma.
Suddenly, her already pale face became even more ugly. She sat up from the bed and felt dizzy. The middle-aged man hurriedly supported her and said warmly, "Miss Tong, the injury on your forehead has not healed yet.
Don’t make too big a move, tell me slowly if you have something to say, don’t be in a hurry.”
She looked at the strange man in front of her and asked anxiously, "Where is this place? Who brought me here?"
The man smiled, thoughtfully put a pillow behind her, let go of his hand, kept a distance from her, and said politely, "This place was bought by a gentleman named Ye, and Miss Tong will live here from now on."
"I am Mr. Ye's personal doctor. If anything happens to Miss Tong in the future, you only need to make a call and I will rush over soon. As for other things, I don't know. How about this? I'll call Ma Zhang. You