Oh…
Yanran groaned in pain, and her bleeding lips opened unconsciously.
The man fiercely and roughly pushed in, prying open her teeth and attacking her mouth roughly.
Xia Yanran's lips were in a lot of pain and her tongue was numb from the rough movements of his tongue.
This jerk, beast!
You will die a horrible death!
The rusty smell of blood filled their mouths, and the smell only seemed to stimulate the man's nerves even more.
Making him become more ferocious and cruel.
Xia Yanran knew that she was not a match for this devil, but she did not want to be controlled by him like a puppet again. She put her hands on the wine cabinet and touched the glass of red wine. Raising her hand, she poured the cold liquid over his head.
The red liquid ran down from the top of his head, dripping onto his well-defined face.
It was bright red like blood, making him look cold and scary.