As these words burst out, there were a few seconds of silence in the bedroom.
Mu Yunshen's handsome face showed no expression, even revealing a faint smile, "Mrs. Mu, you finally said what's in your heart, but I feel quite good, this time I can't hold back anymore."
Before Sitian could react, she was pushed onto the large bed behind her, Mu Yunshen leaned over, directly tugging at her loungewear.
How could Sitian possibly escape from him, she immediately used both her hands and feet to struggle, resisting so intensely that Mu Yunshen, with only one movable hand, could not completely control her.
So, he lifted his injured hand, pinning down her hands above her head.
The wound that had just healed immediately cracked open, and the fresh blood quickly stained the gauze.
Sitian's eyes widened in surprise, "The wound is bleeding, get up quickly... mm."
The man leaned down again to kiss her.
