Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"Mr. Jane, Mr. Jane, please calm down."

Her lips were kissed humbly, and she spoke intermittently.

The strong smell of alcohol hit her, and it was the first time she was kissed so violently, she was completely stunned and at a loss.

Until one hand tugged at her clothes, tearing hard.

Mengkui realized... Children, their children!

"Mr. Jane, you are sober!"

Mengkui grabbed his arm and was wrapped in his arms full of his breath, so smoked that she couldn't bear to let go.

Jian Chenche's eyes were scarlet, and he stretched his hand through her neckline, grasping her softness, and ravished hard.

His lips moved to her neck, and his tall body was bent, getting lower and lower.

Mengkui couldn't bear such a weight anymore, and would fall under his pressure at any moment.

She had no choice but to grab Jian Chenche's wrist, pull it away forcefully, and bent her knees to push away his abdomen.

She has learned martial arts, and she is more than enough to deal with a drunk.

Jian Chenche stumbled a few steps back, fell to the ground with a loud noise.

Mengkui wrapped her clothes in a hurry, and retreated to the door: "Mr. Jian, what's wrong with you?"

Jian Chenche lay on the ground, motionless, as if recovering for a moment, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Seeing that he hadn't gotten up for a while, Mengkui spared him and rang the service bell.

"Boss Jane..."

"Master Jane?"

"Jian Chenche!"

The first time she called his name, she felt a shock in her heart.

Jian Chenche lay motionless on the ground, her long eyelashes were fluttered, her eyes were thick with dark circles, her hair was disheveled, and she looked very ruined.

Seeing that he was not moving, Mengkui tentatively walked to his side, bent slightly, and pushed his shoulder.

A hand grabbed her arm suddenly, so fast, as if it had been premeditated.

Just like that, Mengkui tugged and fell on top of her.

Jian Chenche spun around a few times, pressed her under him, and the masculine breath enveloped her again!

"Um..."

This time, Jian Chenche blocked her lips precisely and continued with that stormy kiss.

The big hands continued to tear at her body, and a pair of opened eyes were burning with black flames, as if they had been scorched by fire.

Mengkui was lying on the ground, her hands and feet were restrained, and she couldn't use her strength.

The body is lying flat, with no support, and a strong sense of insecurity.

I was afraid that Jian Chenche might crush her stomach with improper force...

"don't want……"

Fortunately, she rang the service bell in advance, and soon the servant rushed into the room.

The scene in front of her was rotten, Meng Kui's upper body was stripped of her clothes, Jian Chenche was raging on her body like a wild beast, leaving a heavy hickey on her snow-white neck.

The scars on her body have not healed yet, and some of the scabs were removed by his kiss, and a little blood flowed out.

Several servants worked together to pull Jian Chenche...

Mengkui felt the weight on her body disappear, and hurriedly crawled forward to escape.

Mr. Jane tonight is terrible. I have never seen him lose his mind so much.

In the past, even when he was drunk, he would just sleep and never go crazy!

Meng Kui fled to the corner of the room, grabbed a nightgown and put it on her body, and tied her belt tightly.

In the blink of an eye, several servants were thrown off by Jian Chenche...

He seems to be possessed by the devil tonight, a beast that no one can stop.

The temper that has been suppressed these days has exploded after drinking!

Mengkui stared at him nervously: "Don't come here... Come here again, I'm going to attack you!"

She was afraid of hurting him, and she was reluctant to beat him.