"We can't do this!" She shouted hurriedly as she wanted to push him away.
Nan Muli frowned and said disapprovingly: "Why?"
Well, after thinking about it, Xia Baoer didn't seem to know how to answer, so he simply replied exaggeratedly, "We should keep a distance from each other. What should we do if we contract any disease when we are so close."
"You think I'm unclean?" Nan Muli's face turned dark when he heard her reason.
"No, no more." She broke away from him, took a few steps back guiltily, distanced herself from them, and glared at him with her lips pursed resentfully.
"What?" He didn't like the unfamiliar distance between him and her.
Staring at the culprit, she pouted and complained: "It's nothing, just stay away from me."
His expression instantly became terrifying, and his cold eyes were devoid of any emotion. Xia Baoer's whole body was trembling with horror.
Nan Muli looks really scary!
"who?"
Nan Muli beside him suddenly shouted loudly. Xia Baoer couldn't understand it for a moment and looked at him stupidly.
"Why are you screaming so scary all of a sudden? Who made you so angry?"
Nan Muli drank and stopped moving. Looking at his blank and unaware look, Xia Baoer felt very sick.
"I asked you who made you feel bad."
Who made her feel bad? She didn't think it was because of him, so she responded angrily: "No one else, you are boring, you keep asking questions like this."
Not allowing her to be perfunctory, Nan Muli raised her chin and forced her to look at him: "Don't hide, don't push away, don't ignore me, I told you before!"
The cold and low words continued, completely domineering and possessive.
Wuyu rolled her eyes at him. She didn't like this kind of behavior that made her powerless. She couldn't resist and couldn't do anything. It made her feel like a person without thoughts and autonomy, and everything she said and did was controlled.
She has really had enough!
She couldn't care less, so she pushed him away, stretched out her index finger angrily, pointed boldly at his straight nose and cursed: "Who else could it be? It's you except you! It's hateful to make me angry.
It’s you, do you understand?”
Her angry accusations filled the air, and Nan Muli pursed his cold lips and frowned tightly without saying a word.
"Do you know what is the most important thing for a woman? Do you understand her reputation?" She was so angry that she couldn't control it.
Looking at her angry red eyes and aggrieved little face, Nan Muli clenched his fists and let her point at his nose and curse without moving.
Her emotions were running rampant, and she couldn't control it. She had the urge to continue to explode. She flattened her mouth and continued angrily: "You, an indiscriminate and inconsiderate person, tied me here.
Not only did it make me worried and scared, but it also caused me to be called a vixen, a disgusting fat man, a bitch! You are obviously the one who did the wrong thing, why do you want me to be so disliked by others!" She was just
Innocent person, she is also very aggrieved, okay?
"Have you had enough trouble?"
With a cold and clear voice, and a peerless face as distant as a gift from heaven, he was not moved at all by her accusation.
Seeing him like this, Xia Baoer was filled with sorrow and his nose turned red, "Nan Muli, you bastard! I hate you, I hate you!"
His heart was tightened for a moment, with an indescribable blockage, and he stared at her with a cold expression.
He quickly approached her, and Xia Baoer looked at the hand that suddenly locked her throat in horror...
"Uh...cough...cough..."
His hands were cold and tight, like spiders covered with wires, strangling her neck tightly. Her breath was stuck at her collarbone, unable to come up or come down, and she was so uncomfortable that she almost had to hold back tears.
It's over! She was too angry and told the irrational truth without thinking. Was this man angered? Did he... want to kill her?
To him, killing her was as easy as crushing an ant.
Narrowing his eyes in discomfort, his strength relaxed, but it seemed as if he was deliberately preventing her from breathing.
Xia Baoer sadly raised her hand and held his arm. Her pitiful eyes were not asking for help, but wanting to resist. But she couldn't resist his powerful strength, so she could only hold back tears and helplessly tremble at the corners of her mouth.
What on earth is she going to do to escape from him...
His eyes were filled with terrifying blood and killing. Nan Muli's emotions were getting out of control, and his mind was blurred.
He is a dignified young master of the Black Hell Sect, and the outside world always shuns him and tolerates him very much. No one dares to speak loudly in front of him, no one dares to point at his nose and yell at him. He makes himself strong at all costs and stands tall.
He looks down at everything from a high place, and everything he wants is at his fingertips, and everyone looks up to him.
Only she, a girl who doesn't know the bounds of heaven and earth, actually disobeyed him again and again, despised him for being unclean, despised him for being dirty, and despised him for being vicious, and tried to run away from him as if he were a poisonous snake and beast!
Since she doesn't care about him so much, should she kill her so that his heart won't be affected again?
His terrifying murderous intent and frightening side are expanding.
Xia Baoer's legs were weak, and just at the moment when she thought she was about to die under his anger, the murderous look in Nan Muli's eyes disappeared, he quickly let go, and instead put his arms around the back of her neck, pulling her towards him with force.
The force on his throat disappeared, and Xia Baoer, who was relieved, immediately opened his pale little mouth to breathe in the fresh air.
His thoughts were still drifting in dizziness, and a handsome and cold face enlarged in front of him.
Suddenly, his lips pressed down hard.
"No...wuwu..." To her, he was an irresistible oppression, so even if she resisted, it would have no effect at all. But to Nan Muli, as long as he wanted to, she was just a trapped beast, and he would
It can be brought down in seconds with just one finger.
He sucked her soft lips with indescribable sweetness and warmth. When he felt her protest, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and the arrogance in his heart collapsed.
Without any worries, Nan Muli instead bit her lower lip in a rough way. The more unwilling she was, the harder and more brutal he ravaged her.
The heavy breathing and rough kiss seriously interfered with Xia Baoer's consciousness. She opened her lips with difficulty breathing, but he took advantage of the opportunity and pushed his tongue in, like a snake, stirring up sweetness with her pink lilac tongue.
Greasy body fluids.
"Well, don't..."
She angrily dodged his kiss, but he pressed her back with one hand and fixed her back with the other hand, leaving her with nowhere to escape.
The tip of his warm tongue touched her, and she resisted, shrinking instinctively. Not wanting to arouse his anger, she narrowed her handsome eyes sternly, and sucked her tenderness with almost crazy force with the tip of his tongue.
"It... hurts." His behavior made her hurt, and she frowned tightly. The tip of her tongue was numb and stinging due to the strong sucking, which made her murmur.
Seeing that Nan Muli's intense kiss was tending to go irrationally, she was in a panic and wanted to refuse, but she heard her own ambiguous moan...
