"I won't leave with you, Gong Shaoming, why can't you let me go?!"
You always let go of my hand first, but then you hold me tightly when I'm about to pull away!
An Moran leaned against the wall and looked at the powerful Gong Shaoming helplessly.
It seemed like it had been like this from the first day they met. He was gentle and easy to talk to on the surface, but deep inside he was very paranoid. As long as it was something he believed in, no one could change it.
An Moran once felt that this paranoia was a kind of persistence, especially his dedication to feelings, which made her the envy of everyone around her.
But when this paranoia restrained him everywhere, and even refused to give up because she was threatened, An Moran felt extremely powerless.
"Ranran, let you go, I can't let myself go. Without you, tell me what should I do?!"
Gong Shaoming stretched out his hand to hold An Moran's shoulders and looked at her with empty eyes. After seeing the fleeing light in her eyes, his nerves became tense.
He lowered his head and pressed her lips hard, entangled them with all his might.
"Hmm..."
An Moran pushed his strong body hard, but he couldn't shake Gong Shaoming at all.
"Why is the door locked? It was still open when I came here just now..."
Outside the bathroom, the sound of several women talking was heard, which was like enlightenment.
An Moran, who almost fell under Gong Shaoming's tender affection, suddenly woke up and resisted his approach even more vigorously.
What does he think she is?
This was the bathroom, or the Mo family's dinner to celebrate her return. If someone discovered that she was having sex with a man in the bathroom, she would probably lose the entire Mo family's face.
An Moran has never coveted the Mo family's wealth. When she learned that Mo Ran was going to hand over 30% of the Mo family's equity to her, she approached Mo Ran in advance and said that she would never want it.
Due to her persistence, Mo Ran promised that the matter would be announced at the dinner, but the actual handover could wait until she was willing to take over.
Mr. Mo and Mo Ran were sincerely good to her, and An Moran could feel it.
She will never allow her inappropriate behavior to discredit the Mo family!
When he thought of this, An Moran opened his mouth and bit Gong Shaoming's tongue hard.
Gong Shaoming was in pain, but he pushed her into his arms harder and kissed her deeper. The smell of blood mixed with the masculine breath suddenly rushed towards An Moran.
"Forget it, maybe it's broken and it's being repaired. Isn't there another bathroom over there? Let's find another one."
The bathroom door was locked from the inside and could not be opened after several attempts. Several women left while talking.
"vomit--"
As soon as he heard the footsteps of several women leaving, An Moran not only did not let go, but the smell of blood in his chest caused nausea. He pushed Gong Shaoming away and rushed towards the sink.
"vomit--"
An Moran pressed his chest. Nothing could be vomited out of his empty stomach, only some drinks he had just drank.
A beautiful face turned pale and looked ugly.
Gong Shaoming stood not far behind her, looking at An Moran who was vomiting in front of the sink, his face became even more ugly.
She hated his touch so much that it even made her sick?!
His Ranran is finally not his...
Gong Shaoming felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He did not dare to step forward for a long time, not knowing how to step forward.
