President’s Contract Wife

Muzixi's whole body froze and didn't dare to make a sound. He didn't dare to move, and looked out of the half-open old anti-theft door with horror in his eyes. He could almost hear his footsteps approaching step by step in the empty corridor.

Cheng Haotian obviously heard it too. He had a panoramic view of Muzixi's expression, but he wanted to torture her even more, let go of her neck, and whispered in her ear, "Say, if he Hearing a sound, will he come in?"

Muzixi was like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, trembling in his voice, "Don't...please..." Once again, she put aside all her pride and begged him, no, it was begging, like a beggar begged him not to do this to her.

But he turned a deaf ear to her, and responded to her with a cold, cruel, mocking smile, as if she was his toy. At that moment, she knew that he wanted to destroy her...

"Hmm..." Before she could react, she groaned, but the next second she bit her lower lip, forcing herself not to make any sound!

"Zixi? Have you gone up?" Outside the door, Muzixi saw Lin Nuofan stepping up the steps in doubt through the crack of the dilapidated anti-theft door beside him. The tears in his eyes were full of despair.

Muzixi closed her eyes in despair, raised her head, revealing her perfect neck, enduring his torment with pain on her face, and the tears in the corners of her eyes slid down.

So humiliating, so disgusting, really disgusting.

"You're telling me again, isn't that enough?" Cheng Haotian's eyes flashed cold when he heard Lin Nuofan go upstairs. Does she care so much about that man?

She resisted him with all her strength, tried to push him away, but all was in vain, like a rabbit dying in the mouth of a wild wolf.

"Speak up! Only in this way can you attract your man to save you!"

His words woke her up.

No! Lin Nuofan must not let her see her like this!

"Zixi! Is that you, Zixi?" Lin Nuofan's anxious voice suddenly came from upstairs, and it was obvious that he seemed to have heard a sound.

Cheng Haotian smiled contentedly.

Looking at her forbearing expression, Cheng Haotian couldn't help feeling a strong hatred in his heart.

Outside the door, Lin Nuofan had already arrived in the corridor on the first floor, as long as Muzixi made any sound, he would rush in! He desperately wanted that man to see Muzixi's appearance, to see... Muzixi belonged to him.

Muzixi couldn't bear his torment any longer, and suddenly covered her mouth with her hand, making the sound she was about to make small and small, wishing she could even block her breathing.