The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 754 You Are Really Sorry For Me

Not only did Mo Junting not roll away, but he hugged her even tighter: "No, Yanzhi, don't do this to me."

In response to him, Yan Zhixin punched him neatly.

Mo Junting didn't hide, the punch landed on the corner of his lips, and it immediately turned red.

Mo Junting hissed and held her fist: "As long as you don't break up with me, it doesn't matter how you hit me."

Yan Zhixin raised her foot and kicked it: "Dream! I never want to see you again!"

Mo Junting intentionally vented to her, and he didn't fight back even if she hit him or kicked him. Yan Zhixin became more and more angry when he hit him, and pushed him to sit up from the bed. Accidentally, she rolled off the bed.

Bang!
With a dull sound, it landed.

Mo Junting stretched out his hand to pick her up, but she felt both hatred and pain, and cursed: "Although you are a criminal, don't touch me!"

Mo Junting's face suddenly sank.

He looked at Yan Zhixin without saying a word.

After a while, he pinched her chin and said word by word as if declaring: "It was my fault that I raped you, so I will be responsible for you for the rest of my life. Yan Zhi, in this life, you will never think about it." Break up with me."

Yan Zhixin closed her eyes and turned her head away.

Hit him, but you can't beat him.

It is impossible to get away from under him.

Yan Zhixin didn't want to see his face at all, and directly took non-violent non-cooperative measures.

Mo Junting's hand strengthened a bit: "Did you hear that?"

Yan Zhixin still did not speak.

His body was so hot, and he was close to her, but her whole body was cold, and her heart felt as if the northwest wind had been poured into her heart and lungs.

She had always known who he was.

He is strong, he is domineering, he is authoritarian, and he is unreasonable.

No one can control him about things he disagrees with.

The two were silent for a while.

Mo Junting was so silent that an indescribable fear arose in his heart. He leaned over and bit her lip fiercely: "You speak, you speak to me!"

She doesn't listen, she doesn't smell, she doesn't move.

Yan Zhixin still didn't make a sound.

Mo Junting couldn't bear it anymore, he bit on the peach.

Yan Zhixin was caught off guard, and made a broken sound from her throat.

Mo Junting leaned over to kiss her lips, his voice was hoarse and sad: "Yanzhi, don't ignore me, don't be so cruel, okay?"

"I'm cruel?" Yan Zhixin seemed to have heard a joke, "In terms of cruelty, how can I compare to one ten-thousandth of yours? You have been in Xie's house for so long, have I ever treated you badly? My grandparents, He Ma and you Did you say something serious?"

Seeing Mo Junting's slightly stunned expression, she sneered and said, "You left as soon as you left. Anyway, I never thought you would come back. But what about you? As soon as you came back, you blindfolded me and used this dirty method to take away my innocence!"

Mo Junting felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

He wants to explain for himself.

He wanted to tell her that at that time he had a fever of nearly forty degrees and had no idea what he was doing.

However, that was only the first time.

What about the next few times?

The most frightening thing is that he doesn't regret doing so.

Robbed her, raped her, made her unable to be with Lu Mingyao, he didn't regret it at all!
These words are not suitable for her, all he can say is: "I'm sorry."

Sad, powerless, and angry, Yan Zhixin felt that her limbs and bones had lost strength, and finally turned into boundless indifference: "You are indeed sorry for me."

Mo Junting looked at her, as if seeing the girl who was taken back to the castle by him back then.

Guilt welled up.

　Cough cough, take a little abuse to welcome the National Day ~ happy holiday everyone

　　
　
(End of this chapter)