If she continued to keep him, who knew what he would do next. She didn't want to be on guard all day long, wondering if the people around her were plotting against her.
He harbored ill will towards her.
Wenzel tilted his head and said, "No."
If that were the case, he didn't know what he would do.
He didn't want to hurt her now.
"Wenzel, this isn't..."
A feeling of powerlessness came over her, her legs went limp, and she fell onto the bed.
Wenzel immediately caught the girl's body, a small, soft ball.
He gently placed her back on the bed.
“I won’t do those things anymore.”
Wenzel knelt on the edge of the bed, one hand on Mo Qin's side.
Mo Qin looked at him without saying a word.
"I will be good. You can do anything you ask me to do except let me leave."
The slightly cool lips fell on Mo Qin's eyebrows, gradually moved down, and finally fell on her lips.
Wenzel didn't know how to kiss, he just rubbed it randomly.
The feeling of powerlessness lasted only a moment, and Mo Qin realized that his strength was slowly recovering.
A cool hand touched her cheek, and low, pleading words rang out.
"I'm sorry. I was wrong."
"It seems I have something I want more than destruction."
For him, "Love and desire are equal. You desire me, but not much."
So little that it can be ignored.
"But just now..." Wenzel's lips fell on Moqin's ear, "You seem to have become sweeter."
As he undressed, her desire for him grew.
Another desire overshadowed the desire to destroy.
He wanted something else.
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