Qin Manman suddenly widened her eyes, the images that had faded slightly were all brought back by the video Wei Ruo played in the afternoon, and she reflexively pushed him hard, punching him with her fists, "You... let go..."
Her resistance clearly displeased Muo Huangnian immensely, as if his chest was being hollowed out crazily, a continuous emptiness surged in, and he gripped her waist tightly, lifting her entire body up in his arms.
Dizzy and disoriented, Manman realized she had sunk into the soft sofa when she came to her senses, with Muo Huangnian's knees pinned against the sides of her legs, pressing down on her forcefully, kissing her as if to devour her soul entirely.
Manman was no match for his strength, her struggling efforts useless, pinned down to his will, until she noticed his lips moving downwards, and his hand had already slipped inside her coat.
A servant happened to walk out of the kitchen, wiping hands, "Mr. Muo, madam, dinner is ready... slap."
