Chapter Seventy-Three: Being Given as a Gift
However it didn't work. They don't want money. I clearly felt a fierce gaze from Miss Wang in front of me. Looks like it's going to tear me to shreds. It seems to hate me very deeply.
I'm afraid that this time there will be less luck. Miss Wang won't let me go.
I struggled. Brother Long and Haizi, who were standing on both sides, clamped my arms. Not the slightest move. The familiar name blurted out in a hurry: "Get acquainted and let go of me. Wen Yimo will definitely come to my rescue. But when you can't eat, you can't walk around."
The voice just fell. A crisp sound of ceramic cracking sounded. Then I was slapped in the face. I grunted. The brain is dizzy. Hot pain in the cheeks. I know it was Miss Wang who fanned it. It's a ruthless one.
"Miss Liu. Stop struggling uselessly. Let's enjoy it later. into our hands. Not even the Emperor Lao Tzu can save you." Brother Long snorted coldly. They laughed contemptuously.
When I woke up again. Splitting headaches. A blinding light lit up on the ceiling. My eyes are a little stinging. I couldn't help but frown. Instinctively reach out to block the intense light. I blinked hard to get used to. Fingers rubbing his temples and struggling to sit up. I found myself lying on a big bed.
The unfamiliar surroundings made me panic at once. I remember being covered with a towel over my mouth. Then I fainted in front of my eyes. Brother Long's words "buzzed" in his ears. This...... This is the Mayflower.
"Secretary Liu. You're awake." A very obscene voice came from behind him. It's Mr. Li.
I turned my head and my eyes widened in shock. Straight back. Stand up and want to run out. But as soon as my feet touched the cold ground, they went limp. The whole person fell to the ground.
Two men stood in front of me with their upper bodies bare. Staring straight at me condescendingly. One by one, they laughed very lewdly. Lust looked at me in a daze. Their faces are hideous and terrifying. The ugliness made me instinctively step back. Curled up in a corner. Watch them warily.
"Haha. Mr. Li. This 'gift' was given just right." Mr. Jiang said and Mr. Li looked at each other and smiled.
I was given as a gift.
The names of several people flashed through my mind. Miss Wang. Brother Long, Haizi. Others are so slight in their eyes. You can give it away casually. The same woman. Doesn't Miss Wang understand how much innocence weighs for a woman.
"Miss Wang knows my heart very well."
"She gave it to you. So you go first."
"Haha......"
A lewd laugh pierced through. Filthy words terrify me. The whole body trembled.
Mr. Li rubbed his hands and walked over step by step." Secretary Liu. Wen Yimo won't come to your rescue. You're just a plaything in his eyes. Obediently let my brother 'hurt' you well. Maybe I'll be happy to reward you with some money."
"Get out. Fuck off." I was shocked. Put your hands against him. Squishy. General weakness. A feeling of heat hits.
Mr. Li laughed even more obscenely." Looks like the medicine is working."
My consciousness was blurring. The body is red and hot. Like a fireball. It's extremely uncomfortable. I used my last strength. The slender nails scratched the arms with red blood marks. You have to keep yourself awake. I'd rather die. Nor can it be ruined.
Mr. Li grabbed my hand. Fat hands kept rubbing against my scarred hands. It hurts me. Even so greedy that he couldn't wait to put his mouth closer.
I held back tears. Shaking his head vigorously. No. I don't want to be ruined by them.
Wen Yimo. Come and save me. Help me.
I bit Mr. Li's hand. Forcefully. Don't let go. Warm liquid flows into the mouth. Mr. Li slapped my head angrily. I was forced to let go. Bang your head against the wall. I felt like my head was about to shatter. The pain has not yet eased. Mr. Li pulled my hair. Throw me on the bed.
Mr. Jiang, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, looked gloating. I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists. I will never let them go.
I'm not a ruthless person. But there is a saying that is quite true: "When a dog is in a hurry, it will jump off the wall. Rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry". As long as Mr. Li dares to approach. I'll punch him hard. Do your best to defend your innocence. It's a big deal. Big deal to die.
"Stinky. You think that if you pretend to be three chaste and nine fierce, I will think that you are innocent. Don't think I don't know about you and Wen Yimo." Mr. Li untied his belt as he spoke. Threaten to bully you.
A loud "bang" sound sounded. The door was kicked open. Mr. Li was stunned. Tongue trembled: "Warm ...... Wen ......"
The words are not finished. and he was kicked away. The fall of the wolf bèi.
The body suddenly picked up. I'm like a water snake wrapped around the warmth of the desert. Tears of humiliation slipped down in an instant. Flowing wantonly. He encircled me in the crook of his arm in a possessive position. I could clearly feel his anger at this point.
Wen Yi's indifferent eyes swept over the two men who were squatting on the side of the bed with their heads in their hands. Murderous like never before. It seems like if I hadn't pestered him. He wouldn't hesitate to step forward and tear them apart. Said extremely coldly: "Xu Chenyi. I'll leave it to you." After saying that, hug me and leave.
I saw Xu Chenyi behind him showing his ID. Glancing at the two people next to him." The police. Be honest with me. Take them back to the police station."
The body is getting hotter and hotter. Tightly grasping Wen Yimo's shirt. Caught wrinkled. I've been holding back the strangeness in my body.
It was as if he heard him say to me, "I'm sorry. I'm late."
Wen Yimo put me in the back seat of the car. I'm cheeky and still won't let go. Hold his waist tightly. A thought ignited in my heart. I want him. He is desperately needed.
It must not be me...... How could I make such a shameful move.
I can't control myself.
The hands began to get restless. The hot hand raised slightly. Go untie the buttons around the neck of the warmth. Hot lips just touched his thin lips. He hesitated for a few seconds. Sit down."
"Give it to me...... Give it to me." I begged him a little weakly. Hook his neck. The lips are close again. It's okay to be cheeky. Water-based poplars are also good. Anything is good. At the moment I just want him.
Wen Yi quietly broke my hand. I relentlessly approached. Over and over. Eventually, he got impatient and pushed me away with a little force. Close the door.
He sat in the front seat and started the car. I don't know how long I drove it. I opened the window. The cold wind whipped in my face. I want to keep myself awake. The body is getting hotter and hotter.
It's hot......
So thirsty......
It's so uncomfortable......
The car finally stopped. Wen Yimo picked me up and entered his apartment.
"Hmm......" I subconsciously **. Covered with warm and cold lips. It's like walking in the desert. Craving for ice. Longing for the Silk Spring......
He didn't make any moves. Didn't dodge either. I tried my best to seduce him. even shamelessly touched his muscles through his clothes.
His name was whispered.
Instinctively reading.
I cried when I read it. Whimper.
Even I don't know why I'm crying. It's like someone has hammered my heart hard. It hurts. It hurts. Is it because Wen Yihe is indifferent? Or is it because of something.
The next second. Wen is indifferent to the passive as the active. The kiss was gentle but with a hint of domineering. He kissed earnestly.
Instead, I froze. Keep your eyes wide open at this face that is all within reach. Eyes slightly closed. Long, dense eyelashes cast shadows under the eyes. Tall nose bridge. Good-looking thin lip ......
The heart gets a little satisfaction. Filled up little by little.
This scene usually appears in front of my eyes. But it's real.
The heart is pounding violently. This feels. Inexplicably...... Throb.
If it's a dream. Then don't wake up again. Let me be completely addicted. Caught in the confusion of love.
Hopefully he's dreaming. Because I can snuggle up in a familiar embrace. You can say "I love you" to him without any scruples.
I'm selfish. Didn't want to watch him with her. I'm overbearing. Want to have him alone.
But dreams are dreams after all. There is always a moment to wake up.
Wen Yimo let go of my lips. Slowly open your eyes. Briefly eye-to-eye with me in an uncertain manner.
In his eyes I saw the wolf bèi unbearable self. Messy hair. Redness of the eyes. Disheveled.
Moment. I continued to brazenly approach Wen Yimo. Hands caressing his face. The body is getting more and more uncomfortable. The soft crispy called out his name: "Desert ......"
Wen Yimo did not answer. Carrying me straight into the master bedroom. Put me in the tub and turn the water on to the maximum. Or cold water.
I'm like a pitiful stray dog. Stretched out his hand to pull the corner of Wen Yimo's clothes. He turned and stood with his hands on his hands. Don't look at me anymore.
Icy cold water flooded the body. Penetrates into every inch of the skin. Gradually, it is no longer hot. I fell asleep comfortably. Until I shivered with cold. Groggy and picked up. I pestered him greedily. Absorbs temperature.
I know it's the best way to fix it......
Following. My throat hurts when I wake up. The whole person is weak. The body is slightly hot. I guess I'm sick. I soaked in cold water for so long last night. It's no wonder if you don't get sick.
See the people around you. I gasped. Frightened, wide-eyed.
Wen Yimo. He's putting his arm around me. He didn't just hug me and sleep all night.
I can't help but sigh. His sleeping face is so good-looking. But why did he frown even when he slept? I really want to iron those two eyebrows with an iron.
I can't help but touch him. Just touched the forehead. Hurry back in. It's hot. Wen Yimo had a high fever. He must have been uncomfortable. That's why I'm frowning.
Wen Yimo's eyelashes stirred up. Weakly open your eyes. The back of the hot hand was pressed against my forehead. He said to himself, "Have you gotten rid of fever?"
Then he touched his forehead in confusion. Hook the corners of your lips. smiled: "It's good that I'm not hot."
I bit my lip. I was very touched by his actions......
There was a voice in my heart asking softly: Wen Yimo has not changed. He hasn't changed, has he? He's still in love with me, right.