C9 Prefer wildness

Mo Chengjun, who was looked down upon, naturally could not silently endure this man's greatest insult.

With two large strides, he stood beside the bed. Mo Chengjun looked at the woman on the bed with an unreadable expression, wondering what was wrong with this woman. His misogyny, or rather, misogyny, had lost its effect on her.

It was not as if he had not tried to find another woman this month, much less do something intimate. Just the vomit that was close to his throat was enough to cause chaos.

Could it be that he was still a seed of infatuation in his previous life? Was he destined to be a loyal servant of a woman?

Mo Chengjun who was disgusted by his brain decided to do something and divert other people's attention!

Using the smell of blood in her mouth, Chen Zitong struggled to clear her mind and break free from the restraints on her wrist.

Feeling the male hormones approaching her, although she instinctively brought her burning body close to the source of the thirst, but her sense of reason still allowed her to bite on the man's shoulder.

When she bit onto it, Chen Zitong discovered something strange.

The lips were quickly covered in blood, and some of the blood even dripped onto the white wedding dress.

Looking at the man who looked like she didn't know pain, Chen Zitong realized that he had given him a deep look when he turned around and walked out of the room.

Without enough time to think about the meaning behind Mo Chengjun's eyes, the rationality that was being tormented by lust once again announced that it was about to collapse.

She increased her speed and broke free from the restraints on her wrist, thanking the demons for their training during that period of time. Finally, after ten minutes, Chen Zitong regained her freedom.

The first thing he did after regaining his freedom was to rush into the bath.

She fiddled with her wedding dress for a long time, unable to come up with a solution. After losing her patience, she simply turned on the cold water in the shower.

The figure, which had been splashed with cold water, couldn't help but shudder.

The heat flowing through his four limbs finally subsided a bit, but it was empty. It was like a bug gnawing on his heart. The pain was numbing.

As the pain and sweetness alternated, Chen Zitong sat on the cold ground under the cold water, nestled into a ball, and resisted the effects of the medicine.

Mo Chengjun, who returned from applying the medicine, saw such an alluring scenery the moment he entered the door.

The bathroom door with the special device clearly displayed the curved body in front of his eyes. The nest looked extremely fragile, as it was separated by a layer of mist.

He suddenly remembered that tonight was his and that woman's wedding night, and he didn't want to waste time on it anymore. Moreover, this man in front of him was probably the only one he could get close to.

It was obvious that he still needed to hesitate for his own benefits.

Without worrying about the gunshot wound on his shoulder, Mo Chengjun walked towards the bathroom.

The door that was not properly closed opened the moment it was pushed open, and the footsteps that were covered by the sound of flowing water prevented him from disturbing Chen Zitong who was fighting instinctively.

Chen Zitong didn't even need to look to know who the fiery hot body was.

"What's the point of scratching your boots?" It was as if men were born with the instinct to take liberties with women, Mo Chengjun could not help but comprehend this ability.

"What meaning do you have for someone like me who isn't tied up?" Chen Zitong retorted, not willing to be outdone. He still had the face to say that as the mastermind, she must have some ill-intentions to act like this.

"Are you hinting at me? "Sure enough, you still like being wild!" Mo Chengjun purposely misunderstood the meaning behind her words, using his uninjured hand to carry her on his shoulder, and walked towards the bed with large strides.

After throwing Chen Zitong face-first onto the bed, he quickly pressed down on top of it. With his left hand, she nimbly pulled down the invisible zipper on the wedding dress, and then, with a tug, the expensive wedding dress was casually thrown on the floor.