Chapter 230: Toast or not eat fine wine?

The man's reaction was extremely fast, he didn't hesitate for almost a second. A hard push on her shoulder pushed her back into the bathroom.
Like a cheetah, it moves quickly and agile.
As long as the prey appears, it cannot escape.
Zhao Donghan couldn't stand steady, and because he couldn't see everything around him, he couldn't help but step back two steps, slamming his back against the wall.
With a cry of pain, before the lips overflowed, the other party took a step forward.
The sturdy body was covered, and her big hands were tightly pressed on her pink lips.
Immediately afterwards, the thick and powerful arms lay across her chest, strongly pressing down on her thin body.
The long legs hooked her lower body easily.
The action was done in one go, without any muddle.
She was stubbornly pressed against the cold and hard tiled wall, unable to move.
The man looked at her condescendingly, his dull and low voice sounded in Zhao Donghan's ears:
"You look undressed. If you don't want to be watched, don't say anything."
His lips were covered by him, and the palm of his hand was not light.
Even if she wanted to call for help, she couldn't do it.
The bathroom door was open, and a few faint rays of moonlight projected in along the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Zhao Donghan raised his head in horror, staring at each other with eyes wide open.
She could vaguely see that the man in front of him was wearing a long white raincoat.
The hat he brought behind the raincoat was over his head.
The man's face was about less than three inches from her.
His face was covered with white flowers.
Probably because he was afraid that people would recognize his true face, so he wore something like a mask or mask.
The bottom of his eyes was dark and heavy, exuding a chill.
In the darkness, the upright figure of the man enveloped her, close at hand.
Dressing up is exactly the same as the perverted murderer in the horror movie.
Zhao Donghan's pupils shrank, and his sense of fear deepened.
Due to the darkness all around and some rush, the bath towel on her body was not wrapped up just now, and she kept sliding down.
She can only hold it tightly with one hand and keep pulling upwards.
At the same time, he raised his other hand and desperately pushed the man in front of him, trying to keep his distance.
However, his chest is as hard as a mountain. She exerted all her strength and shoved him for a long time, but couldn't shake him half a minute.
Turning to break his hand on her lips, it was a waste of energy in the end.
Now, she was only wrapped in a bath towel, her mouth was covered by the man, and she couldn't speak for help.
How to do?
If she is neatly dressed, she might be able to fight him.
But now I have to prevent myself from exhausting, and I have to deal with him.
Besides, this man has great strength.
Even if you fight hard with the opponent, the chance of escape is very slim.
The current situation is very unfavorable to her.
She had never experienced such an embarrassing and dangerous encounter since she was a child.
Zhao Donghan gritted his teeth and kept telling himself in his heart:
You must be calm to hope to escape this disaster.
At this time, the man opened his mouth gloomily again, his muffled voice was creepy:
"I want to talk to you, you better not shout.
Otherwise, your beautiful neck will be broken instantly. "
She nodded, indicating that she would not yell.
Zhao Donghan secretly thought, let him move his hand first, and listen to his purpose.
If it is for money, she can give him money; if there is a life worry, she will find a way to ask for help.
Of course she didn't want to be seen with her disheveled clothes.
However, if it is to save life, it can't take care of that much.
Live first before talking about other things.
"Hey, let you know the current affairs."
She felt that the man's hand slowly moved away from her lips.
The next second, like a pair of pliers, she buttoned her slender and white jade neck.
As soon as the man's cold fingers touched his slippery skin, she couldn't help but shiver.
She adjusted her breathing, tried her best to stay calm and calm, and asked coldly:
"Who are you? What is the purpose of coming here?"
The man seemed to chuckle, and then said:
"I'm just a nameless man, it doesn't matter what my name is.
You just have to remember that I am a man.
As for the purpose... On such a full moon night, a man tried his best to sneak into the room of a beautiful girl.
You said, what is the purpose?
I live near here, and my favorite thing to do is to appreciate beautiful women.
I often stand at the window and watch you enter and leave this villa.
You always dress so revealingly, dressed up in splendor, dangling in front of my eyes, hooking up my brother.
I think, most of you... are you a mistress raised by a rich man?
Can that rich man satisfy you?
Anyway, your daily work is nothing more than serving and sleeping with men, so I'm not the one behind.
My brother has a good job and has great physical strength.
If you slept with me once, you will read the next time.
Today, you are blessed. "
"shameless!"
Hearing the man's extremely obscene language, Zhao Donghan's chest was constantly rising and falling with anger.
This shameless man, both wretched and narcissistic, was 100% delusional.
She didn't know him at all, so how did she seduce him?
Every piece of her clothes is in order. Dressing is not an exaggeration, and there is no way to talk about ostentation.
The man said that she was wearing revealing clothes, which was simply a crime and shamelessly.
I thought he was a perverted murderer, but didn't want to be a perverted pervert.
The man raised his eyebrows, his cold gaze fell on her angry pink face, and he glanced lightly:
"If you want a face, I am afraid that I will never get close to you in my life.
Did you know that the guards here are tight and there are many bodyguards.
It took me a lot of effort to see you.
how is it? Little beauty, are you very moved? "
As if to match his words, the arm that was originally on her chest moved upward.
The big, well-knotted hands stroked her delicate and charming little face, rubbing it up and down very obscenely.
At this age, except for Mu Yichen, Zhao Donghan has never been molested by a man like this.
The coarse fingertips moved upstream on her soft, crystal-clear skin that can be broken by blowing.
Zhao Donghan's whole body shivered uncontrollably, both angry and ashamed.
A strong sense of disgust hit her, and she wanted to chop off her paw.
"Asshole, take your hands away!"
She just wanted to throw a punch, and her wrist was immediately caught.
Putting it together with the other hand, it was pulled up to the top of the head.
"A toast or fine wine?"
The man seemed to be annoyed and said every word.
A pair of dark eyes, in the dim bathroom, gave off a cold light.
Zhao Donghan couldn't care about the pain in his wrist. He lowered his eyes worriedly, looked at the shaky bath towel on his body, and dared not move.
"It seems that if you don't punish you, you won't learn to behave."
The man leaned down and bit at the tip of her cute nose.
She tilted her head and bit her side face.