Lan Baobao had already been frightened too much tonight. She should have been drunk and unable to get up, but now she was sweating profusely from the shock. She stretched out her hands to shield her chest and spoke in a tone of admonition.
Mu Jiangfeng's actions truly scared her. It was as if, in an instant, a gentle man had transformed into a beastly figure.
Just moments ago, that embrace had made Lan Baobao feel a primal urge emanating from Mu Jiangfeng. This feeling was strangely familiar to her...
Mu Jiangfeng was pushed away forcefully by her, standing there in disappointment, lost in thought and silent.
Lan Baobao began to feel dizzy again, so she thought it best to leave Mu Jiangfeng alone to clear his head. It was always awkward for them to look at each other face-to-face, so she swayed slightly and headed toward the room.
Back in the room, seeing the soft bed, Lan Baobao felt completely drained. She no longer cared about anything else and collapsed onto the bed, suddenly realizing that drinking a little wasn't such a bad thing after all.
Although she might feel dizzy and have some aftereffects in the morning, lying on the bed made her realize how wonderfully deep she could sleep.
Meanwhile, Mu Jiangfeng did not leave. The burning desire within him had not been extinguished by Lan Baobao's rejection and push; instead, it made him feel uncontrollable!
His longing for Lan Baobao was no longer just about wanting to be the only person by her side; he wanted to be her true man.
Why did Ye Zixun win? Because Ye Zixun could take action. He seized Lan Baobao's weakness and forcibly possessed her, keeping her by his side.
If only he, Mu Jiangfeng, could do the same, then Lan Baobao would surely become his possession.
To have her! To be her man—he must have her!
These domineering thoughts filled Mu Jiangfeng's mind.
He stumbled into Lan Baobao's room, vaguely seeing her beautiful figure rising and falling in the darkness, along with her gradually steadying breath. Everything was enticing his desire uncontrollably.
Without any time for rational thought, Mu Jiangfeng lunged at Lan Baobao, desperately tearing at her clothes with a hint of reluctance.
The evening gown was already quite revealing and couldn't withstand Mu Jiangfeng's rough handling. It quickly became tattered as he pressed down on Lan Baobao, intent on stripping her completely.
Already deep in slumber, Lan Baobao was startled awake by Mu Jiangfeng's sudden attack. However, his strength was overwhelming, and the effects of alcohol had left her powerless.
Lan Baobao did not know that the drink had already been spiked by Mu Jiangfeng, rendering her completely powerless.
What Mu Jiangfeng feared was Lan Baobao's rejection.
If she agreed to him, then tonight, this drink would be a **drug; if Lan Baobao did not agree to him, this drink would slowly sap her strength until she was completely at his mercy.
Lan Baobao struggled with all her might, but her punches and kicks seemed utterly powerless, landing on Mu Jiangfeng like soft, feeble caresses, as if she were teasing him!
She opened her eyes but felt helpless, only able to scream repeatedly, “Mu Jiangfeng, what do you want?! Are you crazy?! Let me go! Let me go!”
“I am crazy; I am driven mad by you. It’s because I’m insane that I want to have you!” Mu Jiangfeng replied while trying to kiss Lan Baobao.
His fierce and domineering kiss swept over Lan Baobao like a storm, unlike the kisses from Ye Zixun.
Even though Ye Zixun’s kisses were also forceful, they carried a hint of tenderness and affection, always allowing Lan Baobao to feel a touch of softness and pleasure amidst the pain.
However, Mu Jiangfeng’s kiss was devoid of any such feelings.
At that moment, Lan Baobao was completely awake to the reality of what Mu Jiangfeng wanted to do; she understood it clearly.
Because Ye Zixun had treated her in the same domineering and insensitive manner before, the anger she felt towards him surged up alongside her confusion about Mu Jiangfeng.
No, now Mu Jiangfeng made her feel even more disgusted and uncomfortable.
She had originally thought that Mu Jiangfeng was different from Ye Zixun, but in facing this situation, their actions were astonishingly similar—if not worse.
At least, Ye Zixun would never drug her drink!
The grievances in Lan Baobao’s heart quickly coalesced into a source of all her strength.
"Let go of me, Mu Jiangfeng! Don't touch me!"
Lan Baobao had no strength left in her body and could only barely squeeze her legs together.
It felt so uncomfortable!
"Lan Baobao, I beg you, don't reject me. Be my woman!" Mu Jiangfeng's voice became heavy and damp, like a deep, intimate murmur mixed with angry revenge. He was no longer the calm and rational Mu Jiangfeng that Lan Baobao once knew; everything he did now was just to possess Lan Baobao.
Get lost! Right now, Lan Baobao really wanted to grab something nearby and smash it over this person's head. Although she had always been grateful to Mu Jiangfeng, she was not the kind of woman who would offer herself just because of gratitude. She was also not someone who could be easily bullied. In her lifetime, she could no longer tolerate anyone insulting her like this.
Mu Jiangfeng had already torn her clothes into several pieces.
He kept murmuring, "You are mine! I finally get to have you!"
Lan Baobao didn't know if it was because she was scared or because Mu Jiangfeng's hand on her chest truly made her feel disgusted.
Finally, after using all her strength to push Mu Jiangfeng away just a little bit, Lan Baobao quickly extended her right hand and without hesitation slapped him hard across the face.
"Smack!" The crisp sound of the slap rang in her ears, followed by a burning pain on her face and a wave of disappointment and frustration spreading from within.
Mu Jiangfeng had never felt so embarrassed and defeated.
The slap was indeed enough to pull him out of his near-madness. After regaining a bit of rationality, he finally understood how despicable his actions were and how much they hurt the heart of the woman he deeply loved.
"Mu Jiangfeng, you bastard! Calm down!"
Taking advantage of the moment when Mu Jiangfeng paused, Lan Baobao exerted herself once more and pushed this man away from her.
Then she hurriedly got up from the bed and quickly hid in the corner, wrapping herself in the bedsheet, trembling against the wall, forcing herself into a position ready to escape.
But due to the drugs, Lan Baobao could barely stand, let alone run away.
She said in a tone that seemed to be fighting desperately to protect her purity, "If you keep this up, I really will lose my temper!"
Although her words lacked threat, Mu Jiangfeng, who had just been slapped awake by Lan Baobao, was filled only with regret and apology at that moment, and naturally would no longer treat Lan Baobao so domineeringly.
"Lan Baobao," Mu Jiangfeng stood up, wanting to take a step closer to apologize to Lan Baobao, but was met with her firm refusal: "Don't come over! Don't move! If you do... I'll bite you to death!"
It seemed that Lan Baobao was indeed quite frightened, or perhaps she was truly very resistant to him.
Mu Jiangfeng's beastly instincts were suddenly shattered by Lan Baobao.
Just moments ago, he had been like someone possessed, wanting to claim Lan Baobao, only to find that she rejected him so fiercely.
Her gaze was like that of a guard watching a ferocious beast, vigilantly fixed on him.
Seeing Lan Baobao like this made Mu Jiangfeng feel as if she had become a completely different person.
His heart was filled with helplessness.
It seemed he had chosen the most terrifying way for Lan Baobao to conquer her!
Mu Jiangfeng took two steps back and said, "Lan Baobao, don't worry, I won't treat you like that again. What happened just now was a moment of impulse; I lost my head! I'm not human; I'm sorry!"
His words were sincere, and he ultimately sat down on the bed with a face full of despair, his eyes filled with a dead silence, as if he had suddenly lost all hope. He truly didn't know why he had acted this way and how he would face her in the future.
Lan Baobao was originally a soft-hearted person. Seeing Mu Jiangfeng's desolate appearance made her unable to resist feeling soft-hearted again after her earlier anger.
Just now, Mu Jiangfeng's demeanor had genuinely made her feel uncomfortable.
Even Mu Jiangfeng felt this way; could it be that men were truly unreliable?
A wave of fear surged through Lan Baobao!
"Forget it, you should rest well. I won't disturb you anymore."
Lan Baobao wanted to step forward to offer some comfort, but then she considered that her current appearance was simply too tempting.
She was afraid that Mu Jiangfeng would be unable to resist his beastly instincts and pounce on her again!
Just as she was hesitating, Mu Jiangfeng took the initiative to speak.
Mu Jiangfeng stood up and quickly walked out of the room. Without looking back, he reached the apartment door, turned around to look at the flickering candlelight still swaying alone in the living room, and felt an involuntary sense of desolation arise in his heart. He had thought that their romantic rendezvous would be moving, but it ultimately ended in such a way. Mu Jiangfeng realized that he truly was a joke.
Stepping out of the apartment, he looked at the bustling lights and noisy streets outside, yet inside he felt a quietness as if he had been abandoned in the vastness of space. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and he felt a chill wash over him—a sorrow that seemed to spring from deep within.
Mu Jiangfeng seemed to have done something irreversible; tonight, he had truly hurt Lan Baobao.
Her gaze fixed on him appeared to tremble.
Had she ever looked at Ye Zixun with such eyes?
Mu Jiangfeng suddenly wanted to know the answer. Unfortunately, he could no longer get an answer from Lan Baobao's lips.
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