251 I Want to Take A Birth Control Pill (1/2)

Tang Mo'er opened her eyes slowly, feeling lethargic and lacking strength all over. Although the attack of the love pea poison made her body hurt all over, this was different. Her entire body felt like it was trampled and ravaged all over, she could clearly feel her wrists aching and body hurting from his rough invasion of her body.

Someone was wiping her down there with a warm, moist towel. When she looked down, she saw Gu Mohan bending over, holding a towel in his hands and wiping her gently.

His upper torso was naked and the expensive, gold belt was thrown on the carpet. Since he had to bend over, his fringe covered his narrow eyes and she could see his defined waistline and muscular body. As he stood under the faint yellow lighting, despite what he had done, he exuded an irresistible charm. She was too exhausted to curse her traitorous mind.

”Pain… pain…”

All that came out of her mouth was a helpless whimper.

Gu Mohan threw the towel in the basin beside him and hurriedly ran towards her, holding her tiny face with his rough palms, asking frantically, ”Where does it hurt, be good and tell me the truth.”

Where does it hurt?

Everywhere was hurting.

There wasn't a part of her that didn't hurt.

The pain was bad enough to make her eyes red and she buried her tiny face in the pillows, crying silently again.

Why was it that she had cried more in the last two days than she had in her entire life?

Gu Mohan stretched out his long tongue, licking his dry lips, his voice was already hoarse but at such a moment in the darkness of the night, it was both sexy and charming. ”Be good, don't cry anymore. I've wiped you clean, I'll get the doctor to stitch up the slit on your wrist so you won't get any scars. And also…”

Gu Mohan lightly kissed her eyes. ”Sorry, Mo'er. I lost control over myself just now, you're torn down there and you'll need a few stitches there too.”

Tang Mo'er continued crying, ignoring his words.

Gu Mohan took the towel from the basin and squeezed it dry. He had never done such a thing since he was born into a wealthy family and didn't know how to serve others. The little water droplets splattered everywhere and some landed on his perfectly-tanned skin, compounding his magnetic appeal.

He continued to wipe her with soothing ministrations.