Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

It is undeniable that Huo Jingmo is indeed interested in the little rose under him even though he has been in contact with her for less than an hour.

With a knife, he cut the expensive cheongsam into rags, and then peeled off.

Little Rose tried to resist a few times in the middle, but was easily subdued by him with one hand.

"No~"

She blushed, not knowing whether it was because of humiliation or shyness.

The man couldn't hold back, and once again hooked his lips jokingly: "This weak resistance is not enough."

Little Rose struggled in vain: "You, let go~"

"Are you sure you want me to let go? That's not what your body says."

He clicked on the little belly she couldn't help sticking up.

The blush on Little Rose's face became even deeper.

This time it was clearly out of shame.

Huo Jingmo chuckled, and twirled his fingers around the tip again.

The delicate little Rose immediately snorted uncontrollably.

That jerky reaction meant that the owner of this body was still an unpicked little flower bud.

Also, if she wanted to, she wouldn't have fled in from that dangerous balcony in a mess.

Huo Jingmo let go of the shackles on her.

Little Rose immediately hugged her body in shame and shrank to a corner of the bed.

Huo Jingmo didn't catch her back, and she can't run out in this state, unless she wants to be in the newspaper.

As if she didn't exist, he unbuttoned the black shirt on his body, revealing his strong figure and the wound on his abdomen.

It looked like it had been grazed by a bullet because the bleeding had stopped.

Noticing that her gaze had been on his wound, Huo Jingmo pursed his lips and deliberately distorted: "Like it?"

Little Rose immediately blushed in shame.

Her breathing was still rough and her legs were tightly together.

It can be seen that there has been a back and forth between sanity and indulgence.

This perseverance surprised him.

He remembered the toughness she had tried to feign earlier when she faced the people from the Ministry of Security.

For some reason, I felt a little itchy.

Huo Jingmo directly pulled her broken cheongsam to bandage his abdominal wound.

Seeing this, Little Rose's face turned red again.

Especially when he picked up the cheongsam, he sniffed it deliberately in front of her nose.

Little Rose had never been teased like this before, she turned her head away with red ears.

After such a toss, the night was already very deep.

Huo Jingmo lay down straight on the bed, with the knife and gun at his hand.

There was an empty space on the big bed, and Little Rose huddled in the corner.

Huo Jingmo closed his eyes and slept as if no one was there, but he was actually secretly guarding Little Rose's every move.

But there was no movement from the people in the corner.

Half an hour later, he slowly opened his eyes and took a glance under the moonlight.

But seeing that Little Rose didn't know whether it was because of the effect of the medicine, or because she was too physically and mentally exhausted, she just hugged her chest and curled up her legs, leaning against the head of the bed and fell asleep.

From his vantage point he had a good view of what lay beneath those curled up legs.

In the darkness, Huo Jingmo's eyes became darker.

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Early the next morning, Gu Ruojiao was startled by the knock on the door.

She opened her eyes that were still awake, and met the man's playful eyes.

I don't know if it's because of the morning sun, but he doesn't seem to be as cold and murderous as last night, but he still feels oppressive.

Gu Ruojiao hugged her chest subconsciously, and belatedly realized that she was lying on the bed with a quilt covering her body.

But he saw the man throw off the quilt suddenly, grab her ankle and pull her towards him.

"Ah—" She let out a soft cry, feeling a weight on her body.

The man leaned over slightly and pressed down, and with one hand, he shackled her resisting wrists above her head.