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"Stop, I'm so tired, please don't come again..." Xinran supported herself against the transparent window, her head bowed, her hair slightly disheveled, covering her face. Her delicate body was bare, with several suspicious red marks on her back, yet a certain man continued to ride behind her, venting his deep affection and intense emotions...
"Is this not enough?" Mu Shaosi slowed down, his strong body pressing against Xinran's soft back, whispering softly in her ear.
"You broke your promise. You said it would be at night, but..." Xinran weakly turned around and murmured in response.
"Hahaha, my wife, are you trying to be cute with your husband? If so, I might let you go!" Mu Shaosi laughed heartily. Xinran's tense little face showed helplessness; he enjoyed seeing his woman helpless because of him, making it easy for him to have his way with her while she could no longer resist!
"Yes, I am!" Xinran quickly nodded, fearing that Mu Shaosi would say she wasn't sincere enough. If he came again a few more times, she would surely be exhausted. Last night he had almost entangled her the entire night and even after dawn didn't want to let her go. If she hadn't promised him to let him have his fun at night, how could he have so readily allowed her to leave?
But unexpectedly, just a few hours later, she found herself voluntarily returning. She never imagined she could be so crazy, allowing Mu Shaosi to lead her in love along the corridor. Ever since she met this man, she hardly recognized what kind of person she used to be; he had changed her so completely!
"Alright, I’ll believe you this time and let you go. We will have more opportunities in the future, won't we?" Mu Shaosi withdrew and suddenly picked up Xinran. Seeing her flustered and curled up in his arms, he felt an unprecedented satisfaction. When did he start developing such an addiction to her that he couldn't bear to put her down for even a second?
Xinran was speechless; she simply closed her eyes lightly. She was truly exhausted and no longer wanted to say anything or think about anything—she just wanted to sleep...
"Wife, are you tired? I'll take you to rest right now!" After speaking, Mu Shaosi looked at Xinran's weary face and strode into the office's lounge.
After gently placing Xinran on the comfortable soft bed, Mu Shaosi realized she had already fallen into a deep sleep. It seemed he had indeed indulged too much and made her too tired; he hadn’t let her rest last night and then pulled her again at noon. However, she certainly didn’t know that he did this just so she wouldn’t think about unhappy things; letting desire bind her was the best method...
Gently caressing her milk-white skin, Mu Shaosi's gaze turned somewhat dangerous. How dare someone harm his woman in front of him? If he allowed that person to get away with it, then he wouldn't be Mu Shaosi!
At first, Gujialan, and later Qi Shaokai, must have realized by now what kind of price the women who got involved with him had to pay. Their fate would be to work as strippers in Underground Dance City for a lifetime or to perish alone on a deserted island.
Mu Shaosi stood up, pulled the thin blanket over Xinran's bare body, leaned down to kiss her forehead, then turned and left the lounge, closing the door behind him. He walked to his desk and pressed the phone's call button, instructing in a cold voice, "Shou, come in."
A few minutes later, Mukai Hisashi entered Mu Shaosi's office, standing straight and bowing respectfully, waiting for the Young Master's orders.
"I want to know who that person is within a day!"
"Young Master Si, don't worry. I'll take care of it right away!" Mukai Hisashi nodded and continued, "How should we deal with that person afterward? Should we leave it to the Future Lady?"
"Xinran won't have the heart to do it. No matter who it is, she won't be able to bring herself to hurt them. But I'm different!" Mu Shaosi raised his head, his face shifting between light and shadow in the sunset, appearing particularly cold.
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