Qi Ruigang suddenly stood up, taking a swift step forward to grip her throat with precision and force.
"Dying is easy. But if you die, I'll preserve your corpse and defile it a hundred times a day! You won't find peace even in death!"
Mo Lan was trembling with anger: "Bastard! Beast!"
Qi Ruigang smiled wickedly: "If I don't do some beastly things, I'd be letting down my reputation."
As he spoke, he pushed her down with force, his strong body pressing down.
Mo Lan raised her hand to slap him, but both her hands were quickly subdued and pinned to the sides.
Qi Ruigang lowered his head and kissed her dominantly. Mo Lan struggled with muffled sounds, his kiss shadowed her movements.
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Biting hard, she pierced his lips and tongue—
"Mmm—" She groaned immediately because Qi Ruigang also bit hers.
Mo Lan's eyes filled with tears from the pain; she bit back, and Qi Ruigang bit again.
The tongue is the most delicate part; biting it makes it very painful.
