She fired that shot, and she really wanted to save Lan Rui. No matter how she explained it, Gong Shaoming would never believe that she didn't mean to hurt him.
Rather than face his cynicism, it is better to continue to misunderstand him.
"You would shoot me without hesitation if you never thought about killing me. An Moran, why do you think I'm a fool!" Gong Shaoming roared angrily and suddenly turned his eyes.
He looked at An Moran steadily, with a hint of joking in his eyes, "When it comes to Lan Rui, I am willing to speak. You have only been away from me for a long time, and you can't wait to find a man. It seems that I have not satisfied you..."
After Gong Shaoming finished speaking, his cold lips sealed An Moran's mouth that he wanted to avoid, biting heavily.
"hiss--"
A trace of blood spilled from An Moran's delicate lips, and he bit her lip.
He slowly raised his head, his cold handsome face evoked a sinister smile, "Where did he touch you, kiss your lips, here, here..."
The big hands went all the way down An Moran's delicate body, sliding over her charming collarbone, the plumpness of her chest...
The seemingly casual words hide the calm before the storm.
An Moran couldn't help but tremble at the thought of the brutal abuse she had just experienced. The stinging pain between her legs still reminded Gong Shaoming of the inhuman abuse. She had just woken up and was about to suffer it again.
She doesn't want...
An Moran instinctively shrank back and tried his best to get under the quilt, trying to avoid Gong Shaoming.
Staring at Gong Shaoming who was slowly unbuttoning his clothes, he trembled and was about to climb out of bed. As soon as his feet reached the ground, he collapsed to the ground weakly.
With her beautiful eyes widened, she watched Gong Shaoming walk up to her step by step, struggling to get up, with tears welling up in her eyes.
As soon as he stood up from the ground, he was hugged by Gong Shaoming and thrown to the bed with force. The stalwart body pressed up in an instant and pinned An Moran's hands above his head.
An Moran was completely panicked, "Let go, get up, I don't want it, don't touch me..."
"No!" Gong Shaoming's voice was as cold as ice, "I can only say no, but if it were Lan Rui, would you spread your legs and wait for luck?"
The sarcastic words were like needle pricks, and An Moran could only resist, "I don't, no, Lan Rui and I are just friends. He is not as dirty as you~ What the hell!"
"What the hell? Very good, An Moran, I will let you know what the real shame is!"
His big hands pulled off the belt, and fixed An Moran's struggling hands on the bedside. His body sank, and he rushed into her body without any foreplay.
"ah--"
Even if he gritted his teeth, he could not bear the pain of being torn apart. Before Gong Shaoming started to collide, An Moran's consciousness had already begun to be stripped away.
Wave after wave of invasions completely plunged An Moran into darkness...
…
When An Moran woke up, he found that Gong Shaoming was holding her tightly while sleeping, so hard that he seemed to want to embed her into his body.
The gauze for the wound on his arm had been completely stained red with blood, and the blood coagulated on the wound and stained his body, but he still held An Moran tightly and refused to let go.
An Moran was imprisoned on his chest, resting on his strong chest, with empty eyes open, her body numb from pain, staring blankly at the luxuriously decorated ceiling, without any unnecessary struggle...
"woke up?"
Gong Shaoming's hoarse voice sounded from above his head.
