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Main Story Part 20

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Unless …

You look. Me! I will say.

“If you do not protect offenders away from themselves”, it can be said how frightening it is.

I do not need it.

I want to do an open collar and I will try my best to put a Pokerface. We had fun passing this through mtl for those sites taking our chapters without credit and saying we are “slow at our jobs”. If you want to repost, give credit and link our site. For those who want the real version, look up Exiled Rebels Scans.

But my heart is not as gentle as ShangFan Ye CanSheng’s existence, looked like on the surface, but I do not know why I resist so much, but I hate how to see ShangFan. Sometimes it is dark, sometimes there like, as he sees me totally different person ….

And they seem to care about this person, you can guess that you are intertwining with me that way like that.

It is too dangerous, it is risky, not only your love and possession limited, ShangFan is different Ye CanSheng is dangerous. The danger comes from the use of division tactful tactics, I do not love you …

He probably went to Hong Kong with my mother in my care. According to his words, this time, my mother needs to be very safe and enriched, HM, he really sells. ShangFan is simply a reason why I care so much about me? I think about it at a glance or I do not love you all night …

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“Where are you going?”

Just as he has finished talking, I will take my hair. I was initially surprised, but when I said I succeeded in placing a peaceful facade in a moment, “I am in the same room as you, I do not want to go to fresh air.”

“Ah?” Back To take some steps, “You do not try to escape because you are afraid, but the attraction in my heart becomes increasingly stronger, I?

My eyebrows are using both hands to grab it from behind because of pain. Shang Fan, holding hands firmly to reduce my hair pulls, “I think that everyone wants to become a criminal QJ (T / N: rape).”

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Flirt finish and I am confident in his voice behind making me feel very uncomfortable.

What are you doing? I know that it is not home, that it reacts when it is CanSheng back, do not have a single phone number saved on my cell phone? No, I have to go back …

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I try to force his fingers but it pulled over the fingers of our feet and my hair is too long …

The voice behind me resonates again: “I can not explain the mark on his body, will you let go? Do you want to go away or see I?

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My hair is pulled back with great power, and my body slams behind me, staggering and uncontrollable. On the other hand I open my clothes and enter.

Watching sliding hands nervously on my body …

Soon I loosen my hand to ShangFan and hit my elbow back, but I am sniffing easily. After my chest, a huge wave of “shallow end” pain, it really trimmed me …

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“Lost child!”

I am using the every ounce of one hand, the energy that I have to fight behind my back of the twisted back. My body can not conquer power at all. My brain is full of extreme tension and anxiety, stock always attacks my poor knowledge and always comes out that night in my heart …

“I will answer my question.”

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Main Story Part 20

Why does he already know about the existence of Ye CanSheng, more importantly how did he come to know of it?

Unless…

“You’re monitoring me!” I say.

“What a horrible way to put it, I’m just protecting you so you keep delinquents at a distance.”

“I don’t need that.”

I hold my open collar together and leave, trying my best to put on a pokerface.

But my mind isn’t as calm as what I appear to be on the surface, ShangFan already knows of Ye CanSheng’s existence, even though I don’t know why I’m resisting so much but I hate the way ShangFan looks at me. Sometimes it’s grim, sometimes it’s lonely, as if… he’s looking at an entirely different person through me.

And he seems to really care about that person, you can deduct that from how he’s so entangled with me.

He’s too dangerous, Ye CanSheng’s dangerous is only restricted to his love and possession over you, but ShangFan is different. His dangerous comes from his use of unscrupulous divisive tactics and not love…

He probably went to Hong Kong with my mum for my guardianship. According to his words just then, my mum should be very safe and rich, humph, so she really sold me. It’s just that, why does ShangFan care so much about me? I don’t believe it’s love at first sight or love from a one night stand…

Instincts tell me I must stay away from this person.

“Where do you want to go?”

Just as he finishes speaking, my hair is grabbed. I’m startled at first, but I manage to put on a calm facade within a split second as I say, “I hate being in the same room as you, I want to go out to get some fresh air.”

“Oh?” The force of the pull on my head becomes stronger and stronger, I have no choice but to take a few steps back, “Aren’t you trying to escape because you’re scared?”

My brows are tightly knit together, I use my two hands to grab at him from behind due to the pain. I tightly hold onto ShangFan’s hand to reduce the pull on my hair, “I think no one wants to be together with a QJ criminal (T/N: Rapist).”

“Haha, what a good reason.”

The extreme frivolous and confidence reflected in the voice behind me makes me feel very uncomfortable.

What to do? I don’t have a single phone number saved in my phone, what will CanSheng’s reaction be when he comes back and sees that I’m not home! No, I need to go back…

“Let go!”

I try to force his fingers apart, but this action only causes more of my overly long hair to be drawn into our fingers…

The voice behind me once again resounds, “I can let go, can’t you explain the marks on your body? Did you spread your legs yourself or did he do the same thing as I did? Hmm?”

“Aaargh!!”

My hair is pulled backwards with immense strength, I stagger and my body falls backwards uncontrollably. ShangFan’s other hand then just reaches into my opened clothes.

I nervously look at his hand sliding around on my body…

I immediately loosen my hands on ShangFan and knock my elbow backwards but I’m easily intercepted. An immense surge of pain then comes from the ‘risen area’ of my chest, he actually pinched my…

And in this instance of shivering and laxation in strength, my entire body is pressed onto the table. The items on the table are knocked onto the floor creating a huge mess.

“Get lost!”

I use every ounce of energy I have to struggle but one hand is behind my back in a reverse twist. My body can’t muster up any strength at all. My brain is full of extreme nervousness and worry, the compulsion of that night emerges in my mind nonstop, constantly assaulting my weak conscious…

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