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"Son of a bitch! You big pervert, not a single man is worth anything! You all should just die!"
A loud gasp echoed in the room, the synchronized sound from the group of subordinates.
Ye Zixun's veins on his neck throbbed silently. "You! I'll make you pay first!"
Ye Zixun narrowed his eyes and grabbed her jaw, forcing her mouth open. He picked up a bottle of liquor from the table and poured it down her throat.
Lan Baobao struggled and shook her head uncomfortably, but in her drunken state, she couldn't escape Ye Zixun's grip. Half a bottle of liquor went down her throat, leaving her body weak and limp, only able to twist slowly on the bed in discomfort.
The collar of her top was gradually loosened, and the hem of her short skirt began to rise.
In a fit of rage, Ye Zixun suddenly stopped. He released her chin and licked the spilled liquor from around her lips.
Why did he find the taste of alcohol so good today?
"Get out!"
Ye Zixun smirked, and upon seeing his expression, none of his subordinates dared to stay in the room any longer. They could only hope that the woman would come out alive.
"It's so hot! Why isn't the air conditioning on? Men are such pigs!"
Lan Baobao drowsily fumbled with the buttons of her outfit.
Ye Zixun's eyes brightened as he took a closer look at the woman. She wasn't entirely without merit; at least her figure was curvaceous, and her skin was soft and fair. Upon examining her face more closely, he noticed that her oval face and eyes weren't of the sexy or cute type, but they always seemed to radiate a certain allure. Perhaps it was the alcohol that gave her a dreamy beauty.
"Um... I still want..."
Want?!
Ye Zixun narrowed his eyes slightly. Well, since she had turned his room into this mess, she could use her body to make up for it.
"I want... I want..."
Strange, why did the wine bottle seem to be getting further away? Why did her body feel like it was floating? Her mouth felt hot and soft; was this how alcohol felt?
It seemed odd, but it was indeed very comfortable.
Lan Baobao drunkenly waved her arms, trying to figure out what the brown thing in front of her was. Unfortunately, Ye Zixun was bare-chested, pressing against her chest and holding her tightly. Lan Baobao's struggles only seemed to provoke him further.
"Ugh... let go..."
"Let go? What you should be thinking about right now is wanting me to continue. If I let go now, wouldn't that just make you crave it even more?"
Ye Zixun paid no attention to Lan Baobao's resistance and felt a bit dissatisfied with her feigned struggle. He bit down hard on her neck; the pain eased the effects of the alcohol slightly. Through hazy eyes, she saw a strange yet handsome face, sometimes clear and sometimes blurry.
Lan Baobao struggled desperately, but her hands and feet were completely controlled by Ye Zixun. He coldly teased, "Woman, don't you know that the more you struggle, the more interested a man becomes? Keep struggling; let me enjoy this properly!"
Lan Baobao was stunned. How could such a handsome man be so cruel?
"You don't seem like a rogue. Why are you doing this? Let me go! I won't tell anyone about what happened today!"
Ye Zixun smiled slightly and bit down hard on her neck. Lan Baobao cried out in pain, tears streaming down her cheeks.
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