"You know what I want."
"I don't know!" Mo Lan reflexively retorted.
"You know! I want you, you know that." Qi Ruigang's voice was unusually hoarse.
Mo Lan instinctively struggled, trying to get away from him.
"Let go of me, I don't even want to see half of your face!"
Qi Ruigang not only didn't let her go, but his strong arm tightened around her waist.
Their bodies were pressed closely together, without any gap.
"Don't you want to cure Jian Yufei's illness? Isn't she your best friend? For her, you're not even willing to make this small sacrifice?"
"Shameless!" Mo Lan's face flushed red.
"I am this shameless. Give me some sweetness first if you want me to help her..."
After saying this, his burning lips blocked her small mouth.
Mo Lan struggled, but he clasped the back of her head with one hand, giving her no opportunity to evade.
Qi Ruigang's lips and tongue aggressively plundered hers and within her mouth.
