Chapter 96

Ji Anning's wrist hurt from being grabbed by the man's big hand, she couldn't resist, she opened her mouth and bit his soft lips forcefully in annoyance, and a bloody smell would hit her.

Spread in each other's mouths, extend to their bodies, their hearts.

'Mmm...'

The man's lips kept pressing on Ji Anning, she was about to suffocate, the desire to survive, she struggled desperately.

Want a breath of air.

The man seemed to have finally regained a little consciousness. His lips moved away from Ji Anning's lips and moved to the base of her ears. The strong smell of alcohol, accompanied by his heavy breath, was as light as a feather in her ears. Scratch, tease.

Ji Anning's body trembled, her hands grabbed the man's waist, unable to push, but she refused to give up struggling.

She clearly felt that her fingers were pressing on the uneven part of the man's waist, and her nails were almost embedded in his flesh.

The man was not affected at all, and continued to invade every inch of Ji Anning's body as if to vent his anger.

Ji Anning's body was trembling.

The man ignored her state, grabbed the loose bathrobe on her body with his big hands, and roughly tore it open, then he grabbed one of her legs, lifted it skillfully, and wrapped it around his strong waist.

The forceful intrusion and domineering made Ji Anning feel that he was humiliating her, she gave up struggling, bit her lip, and remained silent.

But damn it, her body reacted unexpectedly. She was obviously very resistant, but her body seemed to want to cater to her.

She bit her lips tightly, and as the men attacked wave after wave, the force increased, and bright red blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

The pupils of the man on him narrowed dangerously.

In the next second, he grabbed Ji Anning's arm and turned her over so that her face was pressed against the pillow, and his big hand pressed the back of her head.

Ji Anning didn't struggle. It would be better to be suffocated and killed by him than to be humiliated by him again and again.

In the end, he was still reluctant, withdrew his hand, and got out of bed.

Bending down, picking up his clothes as quickly as possible, and rushing out the door.

When Ji Anning heard the emotional slamming of the door, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned over without taking off the blindfold.

She doesn't want to face anything, anyone, or the world.

She almost lost her soul, and when she saw him in the future, she should take a detour.

...

In the huge living room, the lights were not turned on, only relying on the dim light given by the moonlight shining in from outside, it was possible to distinguish where there were obstacles.

The man sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, leaning against the window post, with his head raised, holding a bottle of spirits in his hand.

Under the bright moonlight, his figure sitting there paralyzed was lonely and desolate.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Qi Helian didn't turn on the light, walked to Ji Chicheng's side, sat down in the same posture as him, asked him a question with concern, and then looked at the clothes on Ji Chicheng's body again.

The shirt buttons were all buttoned wrong. He took out his cell phone, turned on the flashlight, and took a picture of Ji Chicheng's collar. A scratch was clearly visible.

He stared deeply at the scratch marks, and then he sighed depressingly, "Hey, why are you doing this? There are so many women in the world, you just touch this kind of taboo, the price you have to pay and Is it really worth bearing all the possible consequences?"

Ji Chicheng didn't reply to Qi Helian's words, he lowered his head, and then turned to look at him, "Help me pick her up in Heavenly Capital, she's injured."