At that ti, he wouldn’t need her anymore, so naturally, he wouldn’t domineeringly keep her by his side.
Nor would he force her to do this or that...
Mo Lan’s eyes flickered: "What will it take for you to lose interest in ? What do you like about ? I’ll change it, okay?"
"I like that you always resist ."
"..."
"I like that you don’t like , that you won’t give what I want."
"Bastard!" Mo Lan was furious again, her hair almost standing on end.
Qi Ruigang looked rather innocent: "I’m telling the truth, and you asked . I speak the truth, and you get angry?"
Is he telling the truth? Clearly, he’s doing this on purpose.
Mo Lan decided to have a serious talk with him: "Qi Ruigang, I’ll never like you in my life. I swear, I absolutely won’t fall for you. Can you let go sooner?"
Qi Ruigang wiped the smile off his face, "I just like that you don’t like ."
"..."
"So I’ll like you for a lifeti."
"Son of a bitch—" Mo Lan was truly infuriated, finally switching to fresh vocabulary.
Qi Ruigang suddenly flipped over, pressing her down beneath him.
"You’ve finished your questions, haven’t you? Now, it’s my turn to do sothing."
Do, do, do—
All he ever thinks about is doing it!
"Why don’t you go to hell!" Mo Lan cursed again.
"Yes, I’ll go die right now."
In ecstasy and agony...
Qi Ruigang swiftly and skillfully stripped off her dress, underwear...
Mo Lan’s pale, perfect body was displayed before him, Qi Ruigang’s eyes blazing like a furnace.
Mo Lan was mortified and furious, though this body had already been violated by him countless tis.
But she still deeply resented him treating her this way.
Pulling the quilt over her body, Mo Lan’s eyes welled up, "I need to go to the bathroom."
"Still lying." Qi Ruigang yanked the quilt away, his large hands squeezing her smooth skin.
It’s not that he didn’t believe her, it was mainly because she often used this excuse.
Every ti he wanted her, she needed to go to the bathroom.
Then she’d go in and never co out...
She’d lied so many tis, he couldn’t trust her anymore.
"I’m really telling the truth!" Mo Lan felt like she was the boy who cried wolf.
"When have you ever told the truth?" Qi Ruigang reluctantly let go of her body, unbuckling his belt with one hand.
Mo Lan struggled: "Let go to the bathroom first!"
Qi Ruigang pressed her body down, completely ignoring her words.
He pulled open the buttons on his shirt, leaving it open as he pressed against her body.
"Qi Ruigang..."
"Shh, one ti and I’ll let you go."
He pinned her wrists, lowering his head to kiss her lips, his kiss as overbearing, intense, and fiery as ever, as if he wanted to consu her whole.
Mo Lan whimpered and struggled, her long hair spread ssily over the white pillow, her body bearing his weight, sinking deeply into the mattress.
All her struggles and words were suppressed by him.
Mo Lan’s mind started to blur, yet her body showed little response.
She had always been frigid, but after Qi Ruigang’s long-term herbal treatnts and daily teasing, her body gradually felt sothing.
But for Qi Ruigang, it still wasn’t enough.
What he wanted was her excitent and passion, burning like fire.
So his revolutionary journey was long and arduous...
Thinking of this, Qi Ruigang worked even harder.
Mo Lan just wished he would finish sooner, for she truly needed to go to the bathroom.
Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, half an hour passed...
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