Yes, she was his, she had always been his!
In her 25 years of life, Dongfang Mo was her only man. Other than him, she had never met another man in her life.
The phone on the bedside table was still singing non-stop. It was as if she would not stop until she picked up, as if she was wasting time with someone.
It was mu ru's phone. Mu Ru did not know who was calling her at this time, but since this person was so persistent, it was not good for him to not pick up.
Therefore, she tried to move her body to grab the phone, but unfortunately, Dongfang Mo was a step faster than her. He raised his leg and kicked the bedside table, and the phone was kicked against the wall.
A crisp sound of "Bang" was quickly heard by the two of them. It was the sound of the phone making intimate contact with the wall.
Mu Ru stared at the phone tightly. With the sound of "Bang" , the phone that had been singing finally stopped. It must have been directly sacrificed. Her heart instinctively froze. The kick just now seemed to have landed on her body.
Dongfang Mo saw that Mu ru had finally calmed down, so he did not resist. He immediately carried her horizontally and walked to the side of the bed in two or three steps. He placed her on the bed and fell down as well.
The spacious bed and clean bedding. At the moment he fell down, he smelled a fragrant scent. This scent was very familiar to him. It belonged to her.
Dongfang Mo's frustrated heart slowly calmed down just like that. It was like a small boat that had been lost and could not find its way. In an instant, it saw a lighthouse in the darkness and finally found its way home.
He took a long breath. This taste was really good. He was willing to have this taste for the rest of his life.
Mu Ru, on the other hand, quickly turned around the moment he took a breath. She wanted to turn around and climb up, but she was instantly pressed down by Dongfang Mo's hand. Therefore, her body, which had not been able to turn around in time, was instantly unable to move again.
Mu Ru was angry and anxious. She could not help but use her legs, which could still move, to kick and kick continuously. She wanted to use the last bit of strength to make a dying struggle... ...
Dongfang Mo's face sank slightly when he saw her kicking and kicking continuously. He got up and directly grabbed her calf with his hand, pulling the shoes off her feet. He threw it with his back hand, but it smashed onto the glass door of the wardrobe not far away... ...
Kacha. The crisp sound of the glass door being smashed by the high heels was followed by a crash. The sound of the broken glass sliding down to the bottom of the wardrobe was sharp and ear-piercing.
Mu Ru only felt that the sound of the glass breaking was clearly the sound of her heart breaking. Therefore, she suddenly felt cold. She did not know if it was because the air conditioner was turned on too much, but even her heart felt cold in an instant... ...
However, Dongfang Mo was controlling her, and his big hand was still grabbing her calf. It was impossible for her to kick him now.
Therefore, she quickly turned her head, trying to find something to hit him with. However, she could not find anything on the bed, and the only thing in her sight was the pillow... ...
She grabbed the pillow and threw it at him. Unfortunately, he did not even try to dodge, because the pillow could not hurt him at all... ...
Finally, she was exhausted and had no strength to fight back. He took over her body and pressed down on her body tightly, leaving his hand free to peel off her clothes.