Mo Yaochen ignored it and still did not stop. Bei Wanxing shook his head and avoided his lips, his legs tightly closed, "No, Mo Yaochen, I don't want to do it, my head hurts so much today..."

"When day do you want to do it?" Mo Yaochen grabbed her wrist and pressed it toward her head, "Bao Zaoyue, you haven't wanted to do it for a day during this period. Do you don't want to do it, or do you don't want to do it with me?"

"I really don't want to do it!" Bei Wanxing struggled to move his wrist, and his lower abdomen was so sore and thrust. She bent her knees, "Don't do this, I feel so uncomfortable..."

Her struggle and resistance became the most powerful weapon to hurt him. Mo Yaochen pressed down on her moving legs, "Why didn't it feel uncomfortable before? Am I smaller in size recently and can't satisfy you?"

Or was it because he was drugged that she was worried that it would spread it to him?!

"No!" Bei Wanxing bit the tip of her tongue, and she turned her face, "Mo Yaochen, don't, I really don't want to..."

"What is the reason why you don't want it?"

"I do not feel well……"

"Where is uncomfortable? I'll help you rub it until it feels comfortable!"

"It's just that I feel uncomfortable..."

"It's comfortable to do it," Mo Yaochen pinched her chin with two fingers, forcing her to look at him, "I'll make you feel comfortable enough today!"

He said that he had already started to move. Bei Wanxing opened his eyes widened in shock. She kicked her legs, "No, Mo Yaochen, let go, I'm really uncomfortable, don't force me..."

force?

When did he become forced to touch her?!

Mo Yaochen's eyes were filled with mockery, and he curled his lips coldly, "Bao Zaoyue, you said it's okay to force it, I will have to ask you today!"

He pressed down, not wanting to see the resistance look on her face, so he turned her over. Bei Wanxing's face was pressed into the pillow, and the feeling of difficulty breathing made her even more panic, "Mo Yaochen, let me go!"

"Can't let go!"

Mo Yaochen grabbed her knee and bent forward, posing in the most appropriate position. Bei Wanxing felt that he was about to start immediately. She shook her shoulders with all her strength, "Don't do this, I don't want to, you let me go, I beg you..."

Mo Yaochen pressed her with one hand and pulled her nightgown with the other. Bei Wanxing heard the sound of her clothes falling off, and her eyes were filled with despair. If he was really infected by her, it would be completely finished...

No, absolutely not...

"Let me go, I'm going to the bathroom, I can't help it..."

"Bao Zaoyue, don't make excuses for me!"

How could Mo Yaochen believe her? She threw away her bathrobe and turned over. Bei Wanxing could almost feel the heat in his breath and struggled hard...

The two seemed to be fighting close together, and a big bed made a squeaking sound, pushing me and I pressing you, one wanted to hide, the other wanted to catch, and no one was willing to give in...

No one can give in.

Bei Wanxing turned his back to him, and could only push his hand holding the sheet back, trying to push him away. In the midst of the chaotic struggle and clamping, he heard a bang...

A crisp slap sounded.

Mo Yaochen's right side face hurts, and he could feel her nails passing by her cheeks. He suddenly supported himself-

Bei Wanxing was pressing his legs against him. His movement was too big, and she was lifted up and rolled out of the bed...

She rolled around the ground, hit the clothes hanger beside her, and fell straight towards her!
Chapter completed!