Chatper 43 (1/2)

Mu Ninghui's subordinates just took off the tape and eye cloth for her, as if they were afraid that she would run away, but her hands and feet were still tied.

She is now at an absolute disadvantage. Seeing Mu Ninghui's appearance that he might pounce on him at any time, she dare not speak easily.

"I have always been sympathetic to women. If you are obedient and obedient, I can let people loose you and make you feel better."

While talking, Mu Ninghui walked towards her, and when he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed her back on the bed.

Su Ziyue's pupils shrank suddenly, and she stared at Mu Ninghui closely, holding her breath and not daring to make a sound.

"Tsk, what kind of look is this? Do you think you can escape now? Or..." Mu Ninghui said as he stretched out his hand to touch her face: "You count on your useless husband to save you?"

When Mu Ninghui touched her, Su Ziyue felt disgusted as if countless leeches had burrowed into her body, and she tilted her head coldly: "Get out!"

"Hmph! You don't have to drink a toast." Mu Ninghui smiled ferociously, stood up and stretched out his hand: "Bring something."

"Yes." Immediately, a subordinate brought up a medicine bottle.

Mu Ninghui took the medicine bottle, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and slowly unscrewed the bottle cap.

The medicine bottle was not big, and she could see that it was filled with liquid, so she knew it couldn't be something good without thinking about it.

"What!" Su Ziyue shrank back unconsciously, her eyes fixed on Mu Ninghui's hand.

Mu Ninghui ignored her, and roared: "Why are you standing still, why don't you hold me down!"

Several subordinates who were still in the room immediately came forward to hold down Su Ziyue, while Mu Ninghui slowly approached her with a medicine bottle.

Su Ziyue was originally slender, and was held down by several big men, so she had no room to fight back.

He could only watch helplessly as Mu Ninghui brought the medicine bottle to her lips, and then let him pour all the medicine inside into her mouth.

Su Ziyue was forced to drink the potion and struggled indiscriminately: "Mu Ninghui, you are despicable and shameless!"

"There is no woman that I, Mu Ninghui, can't get." Mu Ninghui sneered, and threw away the empty medicine bottle in his hand.

Then with a wave of his hand, those subordinates retreated consciously.

She and Mu Ninghui were the only ones left in the presidential suite.

Satisfied, Mu Ninghui saw a trace of fear on Su Ziyue's face.

Su Ziyue yelled at Mu Ninghui: "Don't come here!"

The sweat on her forehead accumulated more and more, but her body gradually began to feel hot and weak.

She is no stranger to this feeling. When she first returned to China, she experienced it with the cooperation of Mu Ninghui and Su Yige.

That time she didn't get out of the whole body, and finally made it with Qin Muchen.

So this time...

There will be no more Qin Mushen.

However, she is not reconciled!

A gloomy look flashed in Mu Ninghui's eyes, and he actually stopped approaching Su Ziyue, but sat leisurely on the single sofa chair to the side, looking at her leisurely.

That gaze was indifferent, as if she was already an ant in his hands, letting him control life and death.

"I won't come here, because you will crawl over and beg me yourself."

After Mu Ninghui finished speaking, he smiled happily.

I got up and went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of red wine, poured myself a glass, brought it to the sofa chair in front of the bed, and sipped it slowly.

Su Ziyue was lying on the bed, her complexion gradually turning red, and her eyes, which were originally misty, seemed to be dripping with autumn rain, lingering and seductive for no reason.

The tip of her heart was numb, feeling like it was numb after being bitten by countless ants, she wanted to be kneaded and touched vigorously...