【007-010】Are you still going to that kind of place?

The icy lips sealed the girl's irrational words within her mouth.

"Mmm..."

The girl struggled, resisting.

Yet the man's slender fingers moved over her fair shoulder.

The evening gown was peeled away, revealing her delicate collarbone...

The bluish and purplish marks on her body were exposed to the air, deepening the man's gaze even further.

His fingertips skimmed over those marks, like a venomous snake hidden in a cave, slowly crawling over the skin.

Mu Anran's body shuddered, the folly, desire, and restlessness of the previous night all surged up.

"No... don't," the girl resisted feebly.

The slightly parted red lips gave the man an opportunity, which he took advantage of to drive deeply.

"Isn't it just one stroke of the pen?"

"I take you once, then it's considered one stroke of the pen."

The man's blurred voice fell between her lips, his big hand indecently slid under her blouse, grasping her roundness through the fabric.

"Don't!"