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Chapter 347 The right time and place

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    Mucha was stunned for two seconds before coming back to his senses, gritted his teeth and said, "I can give you money, I'll give you whatever you want!"

    At this moment, there was a noisy voice in the corridor of the cabin outside: "He clearly ran this way just now He must be hiding on this floor! Search the cabins one by one for me!"

    Mucha subconsciously looked at the injured man in front of him, guessing that he seemed to be being chased.

    The next moment, the dagger in the man's hand was close to her neck without mercy.

    The dagger was very sharp, and she suddenly felt a sharp pain.

    ¡°Hiss¡ª¡± She gasped in pain, and now she knew that she was the one injured this time.

    "I'll let you take it off!"

    The man¡¯s lips were close to her ear, and the warm air he exhaled made her feel extremely itchy.

    Being forced to do nothing, in this case, she must save her life first.

    Mucha bit her lip hard, closed her eyes and unbuttoned her body.

    ¡°One button, two buttons¡­the sound of the fabric being torn is particularly ambiguous.

    Just when the third one was removed, the man¡¯s hand came directly over her without saying anything. His palm tightened on one of her collars, and he exerted force with his big hand¡ª¡ª

    With a sound of "tear¡ª¡ª", all the buttons on the chest fell to the ground.

    He tore her clothes directly!

    Before she could even exclaim, she was already being hugged by a man.

    After two seconds of spinning, she was thrown onto the big bed by the man.

    At the same time, there was a rapid knock on the door.

    "Is there anyone inside?! Open the door and check the room!"

    Before she had time to react, she was already pinned down by the man.

    In just one second, the last material on her body was removed by the man.

    Mucha felt a chill in her chest, and the next moment the man was directly on top of her.

    "Uh¡ª¡ª" I couldn't help but snorted, and the voice came out with a bit of girlish coquettishness, adding a bit of affection to the already ambiguous atmosphere.

    She couldn't help but feel annoyed, and reached out to push the man's chest.

    "get down!"

    Mucha¡¯s voice has a sweetness and softness to it, and when she¡¯s anxious, her voice becomes even more like a cat¡¯s.

    The man¡¯s back stiffened slightly, and then he pressed the cold dagger against her throat again.

    "Cooperate with me, otherwiseI will cut your throat immediately!"

    As soon as the man finished speaking, he felt the dagger getting closer to the skin of her neck, as if he could cut her throat in the next moment.

    She had to give up her resistance temporarily and asked: "How can I cooperate with you?"

    "Call!"

    "Call?"

    "Have you ever had a man?" The man asked close to her ear, and the hot and humid breath made her whole body tense.

    Mucha felt extremely humiliated.

    "This man had better not fall into her hands, otherwise she will pay him back a thousand times!"

    She bit her lower lip and replied: "No."

    "How is it possible?" The man looked past Mucha's slender figure through the light coming from outside the cabin, and then asked doubtfully: "Youhave never had a man?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Mucha's face.

    That is a face with beautiful facial features.

    ¡°But a man has seen countless beauties, and even if this one is extraordinarily beautiful, he doesn¡¯t have any reaction.

    What really shocked him was the other person's eyes.

    These eyes look like a disgusting person.

    This kind of knowledge makes men feel disgusted.

    It¡¯s like seeing the most precious oil painting in the Middle Ages dripping with leek-flavored oil stains.

    "Tsk¡ª¡ª"

    The man¡¯s voice was full of regret.

    Like his father, they are not good things.

    But then, there was a sound of knocking on the door outside¡ª¡ª(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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