Chapter 949: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 949: Worse Than Death (2)
Immediately, a warmth spread across her lips as something soft pressed against them, rubbing gently yet firmly, stirring an undeniable intimacy.
Mo Yan was kissed into a daze, and just as she was about to instinctively respond, the softness on her lips suddenly disappeared. From above her head came a deep, pleasant chuckle:
"Yan'er, stop pretending."
Mo Yan's eyes snapped open, and she glared fiercely at the man who was laughing even more delightfully. Without a second thought, she lifted her foot and kicked towards his waist.
Xiao Ruiyuan neither dodged nor avoided it, taking the not-so-light kick without resistance. However, just as Mo Yan withdrew her foot, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her ankle.
Mo Yan immediately followed up with another heavy kick and spat out, "From now on, without my permission, you're not allowed to touch me!"
Xiao Ruiyuan raised an eyebrow, his expression meaningful as he replied, "So Yan'er is saying I can only use my mouth?"
Mo Yan covered her face, utterly defeated by this shameless man. It was only now that she realized—so the term "prim and proper" could actually be applied to this man! How had she been so blind before, never noticing the filthy mind hidden beneath that serious facade?
Mo Yan's thoughts were written all over her face, and Xiao Ruiyuan could easily see through her. But he didn’t explain himself. Instead, he grabbed her chin and turned her to face him again before asking, "Are you hiding something from me?"
Mo Yan instinctively nodded, then quickly shook her head. "No."
Seeing that he wouldn't get an answer, Xiao Ruiyuan didn’t press further. He merely held Mo Yan’s face gently in his hands and kissed her delicate, flushed lips once more.
"Still not telling the truth?"
Mo Yan's body involuntarily shivered. Fearing his habit of using kisses as a form of coercion, she finally revealed what was going to happen tonight.
As soon as she finished speaking, the temperature in the room seemed to drop instantly. When she met Xiao Ruiyuan’s fierce gaze, she hurriedly added, "I can handle that woman. You mustn't—"
Xiao Ruiyuan held the woman in his arms tightly, a dark storm brewing in his deep eyes. After a long silence, he raised his hand and lightly tapped a pressure point on her neck, causing her to fall into a deep sleep. Carefully, he laid her down, covered her abdomen with a thin summer blanket, and then turned to leave the room.
It was unclear how much time had passed before Mo Yan slowly woke up. She found herself alone in the room. In a panic, she sat up, not even bothering to put on her shoes, and rushed to the door. As soon as she reached the small hall, she heard agonized groans coming from the courtyard beyond the wall.
In the courtyard, over a dozen people lay scattered in various positions. Their hands and feet were tightly bound, and even their mouths were gagged. Their clothes had been slashed by sharp weapons, reduced to tattered strips hanging loosely from their bodies. Bloodstains were faintly visible on the torn fabric, and through the gashes, glimpses of wounded flesh could be seen—an utterly miserable sight.
(End of Chapter)
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