Mo Beiyan's strong chest was undulating a few times, then he lowered his head and leaned into her ear, "What's your name?"

Mo Huantong bit hatred in her mouth, and she turned her face away, "If you want to do it, hurry up!"

Mo Beiyan reached out to hold her face and forced her to look at him. "I'm asking you," he used his force, Huantong screamed in pain. The man bit her chin and a circle of blood marks appeared, "Say! What's the name?"

Mo Huantong's shoulders were trembling, and it really hurt, "Mo, Mo Huantong."

"Don't shout in pain?" Mo Beiyan let go of his mouth and gently quenched his tongue on her chin a few times, "Then why are you doing so fiercely?"

Her toes were so painful that they were stretched straight, "Mo Huantong!"

"Mo?"

She turned her face and refused to speak. Mo Beiyan rubbed her waist hard. After the blush faded away, the big pool bruises appeared, "Speak!"

Huantong trembled, "...a strange strange."

"How strange is it?" Mo Beiyan didn't think much. He went deeper and stroked her face, "It's even stranger than us?"

“…”

How could there be such a perverted person?

Mo Huantong closed his eyes, and he seemed to like to tear her wounds. Mo Beiyan was not satisfied with it. He reached out to grab the back of her neck and let her get up and sit on him. He spoke in a playful tone, "Tell me, when did you get ***?"

Mo Huantong looked straight into his eyes, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"I'm curious."

"I'm curious too," Huantong stared at him coldly. He only picked her thorns, and she also looked for his thorns. "You are using force against other women everywhere. What will your wife feel like at home?"

Sure enough, Mo Beiyan's face sank when he heard this, and he pinched her jaw, "I'm a strong man for you?"

"Isn't it? Could it be that your wife has entered Jinhou Palace, so you are so angry that you like to prove it in this way?" Mo Huantong remembered the situation when she was in Zhongjing Haoting that day. She gritted her teeth and the pain in her body continued. "No wonder, your wife is so beautiful, so you can't tie her up."

Mo Beiyan looked dark, "Shut up!"

"Am I wrong?" Mo Huantong stood on tiptoe and tried to relieve the pain, "If I..."

Bang!

Mo Beiyan leaned up, Huantong's entire back hit the car window, and she gritted her teeth in pain, "Are you angry? If you are angry, don't have to do it, can I leave?"

"Where are you in a hurry to go? Climb up to another man's bed?" Mo Beiyan sneered and held her waist, and his movements became more and more fierce. "Have anyone ever told you that women should close their eyes when they are doing~"

Mo Huantong was caught by the car door next to her, "Have you ever told you that men should shut up when they are doing ~ love?"

Mo Beiyan's eyes were a little funny, but he was still sharp-tongued.

He suddenly turned over and pressed her back, "I'll let you see what it means to really shut up."

...

Mo Huantong didn't remember how she fell asleep.

Maybe she fainted, but when she woke up, she was sore all over and the sun was dazzling outside. She supported her body, and the quilt on her body slid down, making her look messy.

Knock--

There was a knock on the door outside, and Mo Huantong glanced around and found that this was the hotel room.

Seeing that no one responded, the waiter pushed the door and came in. Mo Huantong quickly reached out and pulled up the sheet, "You..."
Chapter completed!