Chapter 3

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Ling Momo raised her head subconsciously. The room was pitch black, and she could not see the face of the person in front of her clearly. She could only feel the smooth and tight skin under her fingers.

Ling Momo’s lips curled up. She reached out, hugged the man, and kissed him.

However, before her lips could touch the man, she was pushed away by him. Fortunately, Ling Momo reacted quickly and grabbed the man’s shoulder with her fingers. Otherwise, she would definitely have fallen in an extremely sorry state.

While Ling Momo was still in shock, the man reached out his hand again and grabbed her long hair, dragging her out of the bathroom.

He didn’t have the slightest bit of pity for her, as if he was throwing away an annoying piece of trash.

Ling Momo was in pain. She furrowed her brows and struggled, but the man’s grip on her hair was getting stronger and stronger. Ling Momo raised her hand and grabbed the man’s hand. She was no longer thinking about seducing him. Her survival instinct made her explode in an instant.

She lifted her foot, reached out, and took off her high heels. Without a second thought, she smashed the high heels at the man in front of her.

The man didn’t expect Ling Momo to be so fierce in an instant. He didn’t have any defense and got hit. He subconsciously let go of her long hair and covered his head. He lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Ling Momo threw the high heels in her hands to the ground and lifted her chin arrogantly. She glared at the man on the ground in disdain, raised her bare feet, and stepped on the man’s chest. She stomped hard and retorted arrogantly, “I’m here to offer my body. It’s fine if you’re not gentle towards a woman, but how dare you actually pull my hair?!”

The man on the ground froze. The room was dark and he could not see the woman in front of him clearly, but this voice… It was very familiar.

He was so familiar with it that he knew who she was in an instant.

After Ling Momo finished scolding him, she did not forget to give the man on the ground a hard kick. As if she had vented all her anger, she stopped acting rashly, raised her hand, and tidied up her long hair that had been ruffled. She snorted coldly, “Bastard!” She twisted her waist and turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, the man on the ground suddenly sat up, reached out his hand, and accurately wrapped it around her small waist, which was as soft as a water snake. Then, he pressed himself on top of Ling Momo.

His lips pressed against hers.

The sudden turn of events made Ling Momo’s eyes widen. She subconsciously started to struggle, but she could not resist the man’s strength. In the end, she was a little lost. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the face hidden in the darkness. She thought, who is this man?