His hand suddenly struck Mu Wanqing's abdomen, which was already dripping with blood, and abused her wounds with even greater strength.
The sharp pain instantly spread from the abdomen to every cell in the body, stimulating every nerve.
Mu Wanqing groaned in pain, and her entire little face was instantly covered with a thin layer of cold sweat, almost twisting into a ball.
Her whole body was twitching in pain.
Instinctively held Yang Mufan's hand.
Yang Mufan's eyes were full of ferocious blood.
Seeing her unbearable pain, a crazy sycophantic smile suddenly emerged from the corner of his mouth, and he asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt?!"
Mu Wanqing bit her lip to prevent herself from moaning at all.
Yang Mufan said: "It hurts a little, so that you can remember clearly that you are mine..."
He lowered his eyes and saw that Mu Wanqing's wound had been bruised to pieces by him. Mu Wanqing's lips had lost all color, and he let go.
He stood up quickly without any hesitation.
Yang Mufan went to the bathroom to wash off the blood stains on his hands. When he came out wearing a black bathrobe, he found Mu Wanqing curled up in pain in the middle of the messy big bed.
The snow-white quilt beside her was stained red by blood.
Lazily tying up his bathrobe, Yang Mufan scolded coldly with an expressionless face: "What are you still doing lying on my bed?! Aren't you clamoring to leave?! Get out of there yet!!! You need my help!"
What?!"
Mu Wanqing's lips were bitten.
She raised her eyelids and viciously gouged out the man with a frosty and indifferent face. Then, she struggled to prop up her body and moved out of bed bit by bit.
The moment her feet touched the ground, she just exerted force on her legs, but before she could stand up, her muscles stretched to the wound on her abdomen, and she fell heavily to the floor in pain.
Pressing her abdomen hard, Mu Wanqing let out a weak and slender moan.
Yang Mufan stood there indifferently, looking down at her coldly: "Miss Mu, you'd better move quickly, otherwise, I will really call the bodyguards to come up and throw you out of the window."
Mu Wanqing's eyes were red, and she was gouging him out. Finally she gritted her teeth, endured the cramping pain in her abdomen, and sat up with difficulty. Then she hunched her thin body and randomly wrapped the nightgown that was broken into two halves around herself.
On the naked body.
But after trying hard to cover it up for a long time, I found that it couldn't be covered at all.
A bathrobe suddenly and violently hit her on the head.
Mu Wanqing reached out and pulled off her bathrobe.
"Given to you." Yang Mufan's voice came faintly, revealing a strange and dangerous aura.
Seeing that Mu Wanqing was so angry, she was about to throw away her bathrobe. Before she made a move, Yang Mufan added: "As long as you don't mind running around naked, I really don't have any objection. Otherwise, I can help you put on your underwear."
Take them off together and go out for a walk, I guess I can seduce a lot of men."
Mu Wanqing's lips were pale and purple.
Yang Mufan saw that her eyes were full of hatred and she was staring straight at him. His eyes turned cold, and he suddenly roared with great anger: "Why are you staring?! Why don't you get out of here now——"
Mu Wanqing felt an inexplicable suffocation, tingling, and pain in her chest.
Forcibly suppressing the strange emotions that suddenly emerged, she got up. She did not wear a bathrobe, but only put on two halves of her nightgown, one half thickly wrapped around her chest, and the other half wrapped around her hips.
After it was done, she clutched her bleeding abdomen and staggered away with small steps. His hand suddenly struck Mu Wanqing's bleeding abdomen, using more force to abuse her wounds.
The sharp pain instantly spread from the abdomen to every cell in the body, stimulating every nerve.
Mu Wanqing groaned in pain, and her entire little face was instantly covered with a thin layer of cold sweat, almost twisting into a ball.
Her whole body was twitching in pain.
Instinctively held Yang Mufan's hand.
Yang Mufan's eyes were full of ferocious blood.
Seeing her unbearable pain, a crazy sycophantic smile suddenly emerged from the corner of his mouth, and he asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt?!"
Mu Wanqing bit her lip to prevent herself from moaning at all.
Yang Mufan said: "It hurts a little, so that you can remember clearly that you are mine..."
He lowered his eyes and saw that Mu Wanqing's wound had been bruised to pieces by him. Mu Wanqing's lips had lost all color, and he let go.
He stood up quickly without any hesitation.
Yang Mufan went to the bathroom to wash off the blood stains on his hands. When he came out wearing a black bathrobe, he found Mu Wanqing curled up in pain in the middle of the messy big bed.
The snow-white quilt beside her was stained red by blood.
Lazily tying up his bathrobe, Yang Mufan scolded coldly with an expressionless face: "What are you still doing lying on my bed?! Aren't you clamoring to leave?! Get out of there yet!!! You need my help!"
What?!"
Mu Wanqing's lips were bitten.
She raised her eyelids and viciously gouged out the man with a frosty and indifferent face. Then, she struggled to prop up her body and moved out of bed bit by bit.
The moment her feet touched the ground, she just exerted force on her legs, but before she could stand up, her muscles stretched to the wound on her abdomen, and she fell heavily to the floor in pain.
Pressing her abdomen hard, Mu Wanqing let out a weak and slender moan.
Yang Mufan stood there indifferently, looking down at her coldly: "Miss Mu, you'd better move quickly, otherwise, I will really call the bodyguards to come up and throw you out of the window."
Mu Wanqing's eyes were red, and she was gouging him out. Finally she gritted her teeth, endured the cramping pain in her abdomen, and sat up with difficulty. Then she hunched her thin body and randomly wrapped the nightgown that was broken into two halves around herself.
On the naked body.
But after trying hard to cover it up for a long time, I found that it couldn't be covered at all.
A bathrobe suddenly and violently hit her on the head.
Mu Wanqing reached out and pulled off her bathrobe.
"Given to you." Yang Mufan's voice came faintly, revealing a strange and dangerous aura.
Seeing that Mu Wanqing was so angry, she was about to throw away her bathrobe. Before she made a move, Yang Mufan added: "As long as you don't mind running around naked, I really don't have any objection. Otherwise, I can help you put on your underwear."
Take them off together and go out for a walk, I guess I can seduce a lot of men."
Mu Wanqing's lips were pale and purple.
Yang Mufan saw that her eyes were full of hatred and she was staring straight at him. His eyes turned cold, and he suddenly roared with great anger: "Why are you staring?! Why don't you get out of here now——"
Mu Wanqing felt an inexplicable suffocation, tingling, and pain in her chest.
Forcibly suppressing the strange emotions that suddenly emerged, she got up. She did not wear a bathrobe, but only put on two halves of her nightgown, one half thickly wrapped around her chest, and the other half wrapped around her hips.
After she was done, she clutched her bleeding abdomen and walked away with small steps.
