The lady is reborn? The crazy villain kisses her forcefully and won't let go!

Mu Luan looked at him in confusion, and saw Jun Zhao nodded his chin towards the medicine bowl, picked up the powdered sugar and unscrewed the outer layer of oil paper.

She tried to read something in his eyes.

However, Jun Zhao's phoenix eyes were as deep and calm as ever, making it impossible to fathom.

Fortunately, the bitterness was suppressed by the powdered sugar, so Mu Luan didn't think much about it. He picked up the medicine bowl and drank it down sip by sip.

Jun Zhao watched her drink it obediently, and glanced at the spring-like painting on the table with interest, with a flickering light in his eyes.

Mu Luan drank the medicine in one gulp, and felt the bitterness lingering in her mouth and going down her throat.

She twisted her little face and opened her mouth without hesitation to bite the candy in Jun Zhao's hand.

He was about to put the candy in his mouth, but Jun Zhao suddenly stuffed it into his mouth.

Mu Luan was stunned for a moment, then reacted and angrily glanced away, ignoring the liar.

He tricked her into drinking medicine and took away her pink candy. It was simply robbery!

But the next moment, while Mu Luan was looking stunned, her chin was suddenly lifted up, and Jun Zhao suddenly leaned over and pressed his lips against hers with the sweet scent of mint.

Mu Luan was stunned for a moment, and he had already skillfully pried open her teeth and kissed her deeply.

"Um...", whimpering protests came one after another.

Mu Luan tensed her body, and pressed the tip of her tongue against her teeth to push out the invader.

But the man took advantage of the situation and entangled her tongue with his, forcing her to dance with him.

The pink candy was kicked back and forth like a shuttlecock, and Mu Luan grabbed the man's collar with her fingertips and pushed him out.

But what he got in return was that he lowered his body, supported the chair handle with one hand, and trapped the person in the small space in front of him and between the back of the chair.

He placed one hand on the back of her head, kissing her wantonly with all his might, as if he wanted to kiss her hard until she fainted.

Mu Luan couldn't get up, and couldn't push him away. Her breathing suddenly became disordered, and she beat his chest with trembling eyelashes.

The man remained indifferent!

A feeling of softness gradually came over my body.

Mu Luan couldn't understand it. After just a few kisses, how come his ability to tease people was almost as good as that of the madman in his previous life?

The sweet and sour taste of mint quickly suppressed the bitterness in her mouth, but the tip of her tongue had already become numb.

The two of them were very close to each other. When she put her arms around his waist and struggled, her sleeves brushed across the desk and swept across the inkstone on the table.

The ink poured down with a dull thud and fell to the ground, instantly leaving dark traces on Jun Zhao's ink robe.

But the man didn't care at all and just chased the escaping little tongue and kept entangled with it. Even though the sour taste in his mouth became stronger and stronger, he had no intention of letting go.

Jun Zhao glanced at the drawing paper on the desk, a hint of amusement flashed across his eyes, and he felt a little happy for some reason.

Once you are infected with his scent, you have to bear it even if it is dirty.

Mu Luan's hands were pulling at his robe with such force that they turned white. Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, a thought that she would never have dared to have in her previous life.

Now that she is in the General's Mansion and not in the Regent's Mansion, what is there to be afraid of?

Thinking of this, she hardened her heart and bit down hard with her pearly teeth. The man seemed to notice something and withdrew first.

The afternoon sunlight was bright and dazzling, shining on the door, quietly overflowing in through the cracks, clearly illuminating the crystal between the two people's lips.

Jun Zhao pressed his nose against hers, watching her panting quietly, and asked in a soft and hoarse voice, "Miss, do you still feel bitter?"

The corners of Mu Luan's eyes were dyed a bright red. She moved her tongue, enduring the numbness, and was so angry that she couldn't speak for a moment.

Jun Zhao withdrew his hand that was resting on the chair handle, curled his lips, and kindly stroked her back, patting her gently to help her calm down.

I didn't feel like I had done anything excessive.

Mu Luan forced herself to push him away with her trembling fingertips and moved herself behind the chair.

Jun Zhao watched the soft body escape from his embrace without hesitation, and the smile on his face faded, "Miss, are you still disgusted with me?"

Mu Luan slowed down and wanted to get angry, but seeing the man's sarcastic expression, she pursed her lips and said kindly: "I don't hate you, but we can't do this kind of thing between us."

"Why?"

There was a cold light in Jun Zhao's dark eyes, "If you can't do it with me, who are you going to do it with, Song Wenjing?"

Mu Luan looked at him in surprise, not understanding why he mentioned Song Wenjing?

What does this have to do with Song Wenjing?

Her brief silence seemed to confirm Jun Zhao's guess, and her fingertips hanging by her side gently stroked.

Like he was wondering whether he should crush some things in advance.

After a while, Mu Luan sighed helplessly and patiently explained: "Unless it is absolutely necessary, you should not sell your body for a certain purpose. I have told you before that you should keep your body for the most important person in your life, that is, the person you like and the person you love."

"The one you love?"

Jun Zhao whispered these words, with a sarcastic smile in his eyes.

He was not tolerated by this world since he was born. The woman who gave birth to him was unable to keep that hypocritical man, so she always took her anger out on him, beating and scolding him, calling him a disaster.

Yes, it is shameful for a disaster like him to live in the world. "Love" is the most worthless existence in his world.

He doesn't want it, nor does he need it!

The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became empty, with only the occasional sound of Bai Deng flapping his wings in the cage.

While Jun Zhao was silent, Mu Luan also fell into a moment of thought.

In his previous life, Jun Zhao was a cold and apathetic person, and he always acted on instinct in bed.

A physical fight without love will only leave you with numbness and release.

Perhaps in this life, he can be guided a little, so that he can change his impression of Su Lan in advance, and gradually put his love life on the right track.

Having made up his mind, Mu Luan's mood suddenly became much brighter, as if the clouds had cleared and the sun was shining.

Jun Zhao looked at the bright light in her eyes, said nothing more, leaned over, picked up her legs, and carried her sideways.

Mu Luan's nerves suddenly tensed up. She grabbed his collar and subconsciously called out "Jun Zhao?"

Jun Zhao lowered his eyes and glanced at her, with a defensive look in his eyes that almost told him to stay away from her.

"Take the young lady to change the dressing." As if to allay her concerns, he added, "It's just a dressing change."

Mu Luan: “…”

Jun Zhao carried the person to the small couch by the window and put her down, then half-knelt down to lift her soft skirt.

Mu Luan simply didn't hesitate, as Jun Zhao's technique was indeed more efficient than Yin Xin's.

In front of him, whether I am willing to let him apply medicine or not, the result will be the same, so why bother to struggle in vain.

It would be better to heal his wounds as soon as possible and arrange for him to meet Su Lan as soon as possible, so that he won't waste his extra thoughts on himself.

What Mu Luan didn't expect was that everything had just begun.

Jun Zhao moved very gently, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

Mu Luan looked down at his focused expression and couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart.