Evil president, forced love

An Ran was a little apprehensive, and always felt that he was planning something.

Sure enough, he quickly waved to him, "Come here."

Two short words, vigorous and powerful, low and deep.

But to An Ran's ears, it felt like he was greeting a kitten or puppy.

"What's the matter with you recently?" An Ran asked tentatively.

"Let beat."

Tang Junyi cast a commanding glance at her, then stretched out his slender legs in front of her.

An Ran frowned slightly, a look of displeasure flashed across her face, but thinking of his hard work these past few days, she still crouched down.

"Haven't you eaten dinner? Use your strength." Tang Jun said angrily.

An Ran took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure, "Is this okay?"

"Do you want to murder your own husband!"

After Tang Jun finished speaking, he withdrew his leg from An Ran's hand, stood up, and stared at her condescendingly.

An Ran finally couldn't bear it any longer, and stood up in a 'babble', "Just say what you have to say, why bother to find fault on purpose!"

"You are my servant. I can use you however I want. Do I need a reason?" Tang Jun said contemptuously.

An Ran bit her lower lip tightly, and looked at him in disbelief. She thought that the relationship between them had returned to normal, but unexpectedly, he always regarded her as a servant.

She was too naive, thinking that what happened three years ago could be resolved in this way.

In fact, he has been brooding about it all the time.

An Ran tried her best to squeeze out a smile, raised her head and looked straight at him stubbornly, "If Mr. Tang has any orders, I can do it for Mr. Tang."

"Please me." Tang Jun said involuntarily.

"I'm just your servant, Mr. Tang, and I only do what a servant should do." An Ran replied him word for word.

Suddenly, Tang Jun raised his hand and pinched her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes.

"You are different from other servants, you are still my **** and don't even think about escaping in this life."

After Tang Jun finished speaking, he flicked his hand lightly, throwing An Ran on the bed, and then he perched on it.

"This is the last time I teach you, if you don't learn again, you know the consequences." He warned her.

"I don't know the consequences!" An Ran stared back at him, her whole body erected with defensive thorns.

"It's okay if I don't know, I will tell you soon." Tang Jun raised the corners of his lips charmingly, and pressed his whole body on her body.

"Go crazy and go crazy yourself, don't always drag me! Go away!" An Ran kicked and beat her hard.

'Um. '

Tang Jun snorted, and there was tearing pain from the wound on his back, but he didn't even frown.

"As a concubine, you have no choice." Tang Jun forcefully tore off her clothes, revealing the whiteness inside.

"What did I do wrong? Why did you look like a different person after you came back?" An Ran struggled fiercely.

"What do you think?" Tang Jun asked her with narrowed eyes.

An Ran didn't know, she really didn't know, she tried her best to recall, but she really couldn't figure out what offended him.

It wasn't until a drop of blood fell on her face that she suddenly regained her senses.

"You're bleeding!" An Ran nervously held his arm.