Chapter 19 Classic Bad Man Mo Hanya's brows furrowed. She could feel someone kissing her body wetly and softly. She wanted to open her eyes to see who it was, but she couldn't open her eyes no matter how hard she tried,

Because her eyes seemed to be covered by something.

Ah! What is going on? Why do I feel like a pair of hot hands are roaming around my body? This feeling is so strange and confusing. I am dreaming about a girl's dream of having a good time.

?

Just when she was very confused, she clearly felt something getting into her body. The thing seemed to tear her body apart. It kept drilling into her body, making her

It was extremely uncomfortable, and my muddy and confused brain suddenly became clear, and I woke up. Following instinct, I opened my lips and let out an uncomfortable groan, "Uh 7e... uh ah... uh..."

This feeling of pain became more and more familiar to her. The memory of that erotic night flashed through her mind, and her face instantly turned pale. She gritted her teeth and struggled with all her strength to get rid of this unspeakable predicament.

But unexpectedly, no matter how hard she struggled and twisted, it was in vain because her hands seemed to be tied up just like last time.

"Uh 7e you, who are you? Uh ah...who are you...? Why do you do this to me? Uh ah 7e get out, get away, no, don't, uh... stop, stop... uh

Well, don't do this to me..." At this moment, Mo Hanya was suffering.

She was feeling uncomfortable, anxious, afraid, and sad. She screamed hoarsely and twisted her body as hard as she could. Little did she know that such actions would only make the mysterious man in her body more excited, and thus love her more wildly and passionately.

Possessing her...

During the passion, Dongfang Mi didn't say anything. In the dim light, he suddenly picked her up, let her sit on him, hugged her slender waist, and gave her gentle love.

…

His movements became more lingering...

"Uh 7e uh 7e" Mo Hanya never expected that a soul-crushing moan would escape from the corner of her mouth unconsciously, "Uh uh... ah... uh..."

How could this happen? I was raped by a man I don’t know what he looked like. Why did I make such a sound of enjoyment and shamelessness?

Mo Hanya was extremely annoyed and ashamed.

"Uh 7e no, don't..." She didn't want to do this, biting her lower lip tightly to prevent herself from making such a sound again. Even if she bit her lip and the corner of her lip bled, she would not let go.

Hold on, endure.

Didn't you scream so loud just now? Why did it suddenly become quiet now?

Dongfang Fan was a little confused and quickly thought of something. The corners of her perfect mouth raised in a mesmerizing way in the dim night. He bent his head and kissed her clenched lips gently.

In an instant, he tasted the sweetness of blood, and the cells in his body suddenly jumped with excitement, holding her closer...

"Ah, uh..." His sudden wildness made Mo Hanya immediately lose her armor. She finally couldn't stand his special torture, and tears gradually flowed out of her blindfolded eyes, sobbing.

The cloth covering his eyes was wet, his face was red and he was crying and begging for mercy, "Stop it, wu wu... I beg you, let me go... let me go, uh uh uh...

...Who are you? Who are you? Uh, I, do I have a grudge against you? Why do you do such a thing to me? Why? Wuwu... I beg you, don't do this to me again

Oh... if you do this again, I... will hate you... If you let me know who you are, wuwu... I, I will... kill you... Uh-huh..."

"Ha 7e" Hearing the cruel words she said later, Dongfang Mi smiled softly, and tightened the hand holding her waist again, making her silky body close to his, leaving no trace of

A slight gap...

"Uh, bastard, you bastard, I hate you, I want to kill you..." At that moment, Mo Hanya felt that her whole body was being swallowed up by him, and she twisted her body tightly in his arms regardless of it.

He endured the wonderful feeling regardless, and cursed loudly with his face red. "Uh... one day, you will regret doing this to me... ah, you hate you so much, I hate you, I will kill you."

,Kill...you, uh huh..."

This little girl is so good at swearing in bed, which is really interesting.

"Ha 7e" Dongfang Mi smiled softly again, stroking her body passionately with his hands.

"Uh, you, why are you laughing?" She heard his chuckle and was so angry that she almost went crazy. She wanted to kill him in the next second so that he could no longer do harm to her or bully her like this.

, "Are you talking? Are you mute?" Suddenly, she remembered that night again, her red face, sometimes turning white, sometimes turning black, and her brows frowning deeply, "You, you are the one

Someone who forced me on the ship?"

Do you know it now? This is when I woke up.

Dongfang Mi smiled faintly and kissed her sweaty forehead gently to show that she was right.

"Uh, you, what do you want? I, why have I offended you, and you have to treat me like this?" At this moment, Mo Hanya really wanted to cry bitterly. She had never thought that she

I will fall into the hands of this mysterious man twice.

Dongfang Mi seemed to understand her mood, and felt a little distressed. He slowly leaned down, pressed her gently under him, and kissed her gently bit by bit, hoping that this would make her feel better.

Mo Hanya was really tired, her body was tired, and her heart was even more tired. She no longer had the strength to compete with him, talk to him, let him kiss him densely, let him ask for endlessly, and only smell the smell on him.

Not unpleasant, a manly fragrance with the smell of cologne. With tears in my eyes, I fell asleep helplessly...

When she woke up, it was already noon the next day.

The sun was the brightest at this time, penetrating through the window and illuminating her entire bedroom with a golden, warm glow.

She slowly opened her eyes, exposed to the warmth of the sun, and the erotic scenes of last night rolled through her mind.

"Uh, no..." This kind of thing was too hard for her to accept. She frowned deeply and her eyes instantly became wet. She quickly raised her aching body and looked at the person sleeping next to her with hatred.

trace.

There was a piece of short black hair on the pillow. Presumably, the man slept until morning and didn't leave.

Thinking of this, she hated him so much that she wanted to catch him immediately and cut him into pieces. She sniffed, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and quickly lifted up her naked body covered with hickeys.

He walked into the small bathroom step by step and washed his body over and over again after being loved by that mysterious man all night.

Who was the man who wanted to kill me twice, for two whole nights?

How could he have the courage to sneak into his room last night?

She racked her brains and thought painfully, walked out of the bathroom, found a set of long clothes and trousers, put them on, and walked quickly to the door of the room to check if there was any sign that the door had been pried open.

She looked carefully and saw that there was no sign that the door had been pried open. In this case, the man must have used a key to open the door before entering.

Uh, that man has the key to his dormitory in his hand?

In addition to the owner of the dormitory who has a key for every room in the entire villa, doesn't it only happen that Manager Wu has the spare keys for all the rooms?

If this is the case, could the man who forced himself to spend the night last night be...Wu Hao, where is Mr. Wu?

Could it be him? Wu Hao, Manager Wu, could it be you?

"Oh, no, it won't be yours." Mo Hanya was startled by this guess. Her face turned white again and again. She shook her head, slowly slid down her body, and sat on the cold bed with a worried look on her face.

On the surface, "Manager Wu, it can't be you, it can't be... I... believe you..."

Yes, she believed him.

It seemed that she had believed that he was a good steward and a gentle and elegant man from a long time ago. He would never do anything so shameless, so immoral, or worse than a beast to her or anyone else.

Things happen.

She firmly believed that he was a good person. She took a deep breath, quickly stood up, and strode out of the bedroom.

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In that special office...

"What do you think should be done with that batch of munitions?" Dongfang Mi sat on the swivel chair in the office, folding his elegant legs, and seriously asked Wu Hao who was standing in front of the desk, "Whatever you think, do it."

Say, I want to hear your opinion."

Wu Hao thought for a while and said seriously: "Master, I think we should not trade these arms face to face..."

At this moment, the doorbell rang, interrupting their extremely confidential conversation.

‘Ding dong ding dong ding dong’

Who could be so ignorant?

The oriental fanatic's eyebrows wrinkled in displeasure. He turned to look at the display screen on the table. Unexpectedly, he saw the woman wearing long clothes and trousers on the display screen. His displeasure suddenly disappeared and became faintly visible.

He smiled, stood up, walked to the window calmly, and hid under the dark curtains again.

When Wu Hao saw his behavior, he knew what was going on. He walked around the desk and sat calmly on the rotating chair that symbolized his identity, and pressed the door button calmly.

The door opened, and Mo Hanya hesitated at the door for a while before walking in.

This time, she walked very slowly to his desk, looked at him with faint eyes, and was not in a hurry to speak, just looking at his gentle and elegant handsome face with hidden sadness.

What's wrong with her?

Wu Hao was puzzled, raised his hand to touch his face, and asked jokingly: "Is there something on my face?"

"No, no." She shook her head gently.

"Come to me, what do you want?" Wu Hao smiled lightly, "Do you want to borrow the phone again?"

"No." She shook her head slightly again, and her eyes gradually became tangled, "Manager Wu, I...I want to ask you if my dormitory is only for you.

Spare key?”

"Yes." Wu Hao answered without hesitation, blinked and looked at her with some confusion, "Why do you ask me this question?"

Mo Hanya's face turned slightly red, "I...I almost lost my key yesterday, so I came to ask you."

"Oh." Wu Hao was doubtful, "Is there anything else you want to ask me?"
To be continued...