You're Not Angry Anymore, Are You Finally Speaking to Me?

Tang Mo'er blinked as she looked at the man on top of her, he seemed rather dispirited, despite looking as handsome as ever. He hadn't even remove his shirt and trousers, he only unzipped his bottoms. Although he looked like a decent human being, deep down he was merely a bastard.

When she recollected his brutal acts, Tang Mo'er felt aggrieved, she pouted her red lips and her eyes watered as though she was about to start crying.

"Don't cry, I'll have no choice but to touch you again if you start crying."

Tang Mo'er instantly stopped herself from crying and threw a packet of tissues at his handsome face. "Get lost!"

Gu Mohan gave her a glance and released his grip on her, before moving to the other corner of the car.