Mo Jun leaned close to his ear with a smile and said, "Because I'm a woman. Petty, vengeful, and desperate for face... And, bleeding for seven days a month without dying. Unfortunately for you, you've encountered it all."
Hao Yansen was stunned for a moment, then pressed her body down in defeat and asked fiercely, "So you did it on purpose?"
Mo Jun smiled, not too happily and with a sense of pride, "Actually, I did it intentionally."
"You woman!" With nowhere to vent, feeling both amused and irritated, Hao Yansen could only smother her lips again.
If he couldn't have meat, then surely a sip of broth was permissible.
But he was naive!
The broth only made him lose control more with every sip.
In the end, not only did Hao Yansen fail to punish Mo Jun, but he also made himself suffer more...
Since that incident, he deeply realized that women really shouldn't be provoked.
Even those who are very loving, very gentle, they shouldn't be messed with.
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