At that moment, Mu Fanxuan felt utterly helpless, collapsing onto Mo Huasong's thigh, allowing him to indulge in his whims.
While hitting her, Mo Huasong asked, "Mu Fanxuan, do you dare to demand my apology again?"
"I... I don't dare," Mu Fanxuan shyly shrugged her long legs.
Earlier, she was furious at Mo Huasong for hitting her so hard. The waves of pain made her wish she could kill Mo Huasong.
But with Mo Huasong's continued assaults, she started to become numb. Shortly after, there was a change in her body, as if she started to enjoy the hits.
"Hmph." Seeing that Mu Fanxuan had surrendered, Mo Huasong finally stopped. "When we go out later, you know what you should say, right?"
"I know." Mu Fanxuan struggled to stand up. The throbbing pain in her buttocks made it impossible for her to walk.
Mu Fanxuan shook her head: "I can't. I need to rest here for a while before going out."
"Useless woman." Mo Huasong spoke as he pulled her over.
