"Ah—what are you doing?!" Tong Ran exclaimed in shock, hastily reaching out to push his shoulder, "Let go of me, quickly!"
Damn it! If he made a move now, he would definitely discover the traces left on her body from last night, and he would surely interrogate her, but she couldn't say that they were caused by him last night...
Then she would really be at a loss for words!
"Doing what a normal man should do."
"Mo Nanjue, listen to me!"
"I just gave you a chance, and you missed it, so..."
Mo Nanjue pinned her hands down, rendering her immobile, followed by a sweeping grasp.............
"Don't—" With one hand immobilized and lacking his strength, Tong Ran saw that he was about to succeed, her smooth forehead breaking into a sweat in her urgency, she blurted out desperately, "Mo Nanjue, my... my hand hurts!"
"It doesn't matter where it hurts!" The man's voice was icy cold, he didn't even look up as he gave a cold reply.
What to do...
