Xiang Zhilan propped herself up and looked at Shen Muzhi with displeasure: "What are you doing here?"
"This is my room, of course I'm here." Shen Muzhi's voice was incredibly hoarse, and the heat emanating from it added a touch of sensuality to his usually cool tone. He pursed his dry lips: "You came to find me?"
Xiang Zhilan was extremely dizzy. She shook her head, forced herself to stand up, and said weakly, "I went to the wrong room. I was looking for..."
Shen Muzhi didn't let her finish speaking. As she was about to pass by him, the faint fragrance emanating from her body wafted into his nostrils, making him feel even hotter. He couldn't help but grab her arm.
The smooth skin of her arms aroused his desire even more. In those two seconds, his body acted before his brain, and he forcefully threw Xiang Zhilan onto the bed and immediately covered her.
Xiang Zhilan was already dizzy, and when he threw her, her mind went blank. Before she could react, Shen Muzhi pressed down on her body!
"What are you doing!" she exclaimed in alarm, pushing away the man who was on top of her.
Although she had no experience in this area, the man's erect penis was already clearly pressed against her leg through the bath towel!
Unlike Ni Sitian, she wasn't innocent. She also read adult comics and books, so of course she knew what that thing against her was and what it meant!
After Shen Muzhi pressed himself against Xiang Zhilan's shapely body, his desire intensified.
Her appearance was like throwing a match into a spark, making the fire burn even brighter on his body, burning away all his reason.
"Shen Muzhi! What are you doing!" Xiang Zhilan pounded on him forcefully, shoving Shen Muzhi who was buried in her neck, her voice filled with fear, apprehension, and panic.
Shen Muzhi grabbed Xiang Zhilan's wrists with one hand, pinned them above her head, and continued to kiss her neck while his other hand found the zipper of the gift.
Xiang Zhilan twisted and struggled, growing increasingly frightened, crying out, "Shen Muzhi, stop...don't do this...no...ah...Brother A-Xian!"
Shen Muzhi stopped what he was doing and looked at Xiang Zhilan, who was trembling all over and tears streaming down her face. His rationality returned a little, but a strong wave of heat surged up again.
"Don't cry." He tried his best to control his rudeness and lowered his head to suck on Xiang Zhilan's tears.
Xiang Zhilan turned her head away, struggling desperately and begging for mercy: "Let me go, don't do this... please..."
Shen Muzhi wanted to stop, but his body craved her intensely and he couldn't control himself.
He kissed Xiang Zhilan, trying to calm her down.
The moment the sword was sheathed, Xiang Zhilan's tears dried up, her voice choked in her throat, she bit her lip, and stared blankly at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.
This ordeal felt like a slow, agonizing torture on her heart, and she didn't know how long it lasted before it ended.
Her body and her senses were completely numb, like a lifeless rag doll, at his mercy.
After two times, the fever in Shen Muzhi's body slowly subsided, and his senses gradually returned. Looking at Xiang Zhilan, whose face was ashen, he pulled her into his arms, kissed her forehead soothingly, and patted her back gently.
Xiang Zhilan was completely lifeless. The extreme exhaustion and discomfort in her body, coupled with the death in her heart, left her with no strength to even move a finger.
A deathly silence fell over the room. Shen Muzhi thought about many things, and finally said in a hoarse but earnest voice, "Let's get married."
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