Wen Yi consciously wouldn’t be his opponent physically in any way. She looked at his almost perfect jaw line and gritted her teeth, “Mo Shichen, I want to break up with you peacefully, do you have to tear your face with me? ”
The man laughed directly when he heard the words.
Mo Shichen pinched her chin with his fingers, pinched with his fingertips, and chuckled lowly, “It’s very interesting for you to say that. Since you refuse to talk to me, why should I keep this face for you? Little buddy?” The man’s pressure gradually increased, causing her to feel a little pain and smile deeper, “I don’t need friends, and I don’t like to be friends with my ex-wife. Wen Yi, you can either be my woman or , Is my enemy...”
Wen Yi’s eyes widened instantly, and then the man attacked her lips faster and harder.
She shoved and resisted, but in vain, the clothes were torn off by him one by one, and then fell to the ground.
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