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

Mu Luan didn't move anymore. She held the quilt tightly to her body with her body stiff. The wound on her calf was painful and itchy.

She struggled to move and adjusted herself to a comfortable position.

In this situation, she was at an absolute disadvantage and could not stand up. She had no choice but to imitate the submissive tone of her previous life and said, "Where are my clothes?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt her shoulder sink. She tilted her head and saw her soft lips touching a few strands of the man's hair.

With a light woody aroma, it is refreshing.

Jun Zhao held her tighter and tighter, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her body. Seeing that he didn't respond, Mu Luan had to call him softly, "Your Highness... Men and women shouldn't touch each other, it's not right..."

"Shouldn't what?"

Jun Zhao heard it clearly this time and loosened his grip slightly, but still held the quilt behind her.

He lowered his eyes to look at her, thought for a while, and then slowly said, "When the young lady flirted with me that night, she didn't say that men and women should not touch each other. Could it be that the young lady is allowed to bully others and I am not allowed to resist?"

Mu Luan was speechless. She wanted to say that she didn't mean that. On New Year's Eve, people usually drank peach blossom wine...

"Or can having sex while drunk be an excuse?" Jun Zhao added slowly.

It was a very accurate statement, as if all her explanations were just empty excuses.

Mu Luan glanced away awkwardly. The more she said, the more mistakes she made. She had no idea what he was making a fuss about. It seemed as if he was a chaste man and she was a heartless woman.

Come to think of it, I don’t remember Jun Zhao in my previous life being so smooth-talking.

He always goes straight in and straight out.

He rarely said coaxing words in bed, mostly saying "If you move again, I'll break your wrist!"

"Don't even think about getting out of bed tomorrow if you don't sit down!"

"Kiss me and I'll let you sleep!"

"..."

Jun Zhao stared at her for a moment with deep eyes, and saw that she puffed up her cheeks and was unconvinced but didn't say a word, like a young animal with no attack power, but was bold enough to bite people.

I couldn't help but snort and laugh.

Who owes whom? Why are today's debtors so stubborn?

No interest at all?

Then let’s calculate both the principal and the interest!

Jun Zhao's eyes darkened, "Miss, remember that you still owe me a kiss."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and waited calmly.

"Well……"

Sure enough, the little girl, like a frightened bird, immediately offered her red lips to me.

Mu Luan didn't expect that the head that was obviously a head taller than hers suddenly became half a head shorter.

She just turned her head, and her lips kissed those cold thin lips exactly.

They separated almost immediately after the kiss. Due to the large amplitude and her body being wrapped like a silkworm cocoon, Mu Luan couldn't stop herself and leaned back.

But then a big hand grabbed my lower back, just holding the folded quilt.

"Miss, are you so impatient?"

Jun Zhao raised his narrow and long phoenix eyes slightly and let her soft body fall backwards. Her black hair fell on the pillow and spread out like the finest silk.

When the tall body leaned over and pressed towards her, Mu Luan's eyes suddenly widened and she subconsciously stretched out her hand to block his approaching chest.

But the space in the quilt was limited, and when she supported the man's chest, his handsome face was already within reach.

Mu Luan moved her body, pushed away the quilt beneath her, stretched out her hand, and put her little arm around Jun Zhao's neck.

Jun Zhao glanced at the frosty jade-white hand beneath his eyelids, his eyes unchanged.

No one could get so close to his neck.

But he just let that harmless little arm press against him, his dark eyes filled with unfathomable emotions.

Mu Luan clearly felt that she had used a lot of strength to push the man's face away, but in reality the man did not move away at all, and was even getting closer.

She was anxious, her eyelashes trembling violently, and she said hastily: "Your Highness, don't, we agreed that it's just a kiss!"

It's just a kiss, she can afford it, but if it's anything else, she can't give it and she can't give it!

The entanglement between the two in the previous life was a mistake. If they are still mixed up in this life without knowing the reason, then what is the difference from the previous life?

Jun Zhao clearly saw the resistance and rejection in her eyes. His eyes dropped for a moment, and he sneered in an unsuccessful way, "Miss, do you think there is anything else besides kissing?"

Mu Luan seemed to be burned by his dark eyes. The strength in her arms softened unconsciously. After hesitating for a moment, she bargained in a soft voice, "Let me put on my clothes first."

Jun Zhao stared at her pursed red lips, looking stubborn and pitiful, with a hint of suppressed desire in his deep eyes.

He supported her side with his hands and stood up. The sudden disappearance of the pressure made Mu Luan unconsciously breathe a sigh of relief.

Then Jun Zhao's calm and calm voice came, "It's lost. If you want it, you can go out here and buy it yourself."

“Lost…lost?”

Mu Luan clutched the quilt tightly beneath her in shock, and looked around in disbelief.

In the places illuminated by the fire, the smell of decay spread, and everything was filled with a gloomy and cold feeling.

There were no clothes at all, not even a scrap of fabric.

Not to mention that she wouldn't go out wrapped in the quilt, and even if she had the courage, she wouldn't be able to walk far with the injury on her calf.

She didn't know where this place was. If she went out into the wilderness, she was afraid that she would not be able to find her clothes and would fall to the ground and not be able to get up.

Jun Zhao saw that she was looking down with deep thought, as if she was really thinking seriously about whether she should wear his quilt and go out to buy clothes.

He glanced away with a half-smile and was about to get up and leave when his sleeve was suddenly pulled by a strong force.

Jun Zhao looked back and followed the white little finger on the cuff, and what came into view was the porcelain-white collarbone and delicate face.

"Kiss first."

Mu Luan finally compromised. She would rather Jun Zhao stay than leave herself alone in this horrible place.

Jun Zhao didn't say anything, but stood for a long while, looking at the pair of bright eyes that secretly glanced at him from time to time, then lowered his eyes silently, but the strength of his fingertips became tighter and tighter.

Mu Luan was anxious. The coldness when he was silent was more frightening than when he was speaking.

Should he kiss or not?

Having said that, do you still want her to...

Mu Luan bit her lip, closed and opened her eyes, made up her mind, covered her quilt and was about to get up.

But just as his head left the pillow, it was pushed down again the next moment, the weight of his body hit him, and a hoarse voice floated in his ears, "It's hard to refuse such kindness."

Mu Luan only felt that the back of his neck was lifted up instantly, and a pair of cold lips fell on him.

"Well……"

She was so shocked that before she could react, something suddenly entered her mouth, pressing against her lips and teeth, and moving around.

She whimpered uncomfortably, and her sweaty hands were completely grasped by another large hand and pressed tightly against the couch.

Mu Luan’s remaining thoughts were still on: shouldn’t she be the one taking the initiative? Why did she suddenly become so ferocious?