How could she have imagined that in broad daylight, these little thugs would dare to....
Moli’s tears were frightened out, hovering in her gentle eyes, which made the surrounding thugs even more excited.
Brother Hu, showing his yellow teeth, took a long drag on his cigarette, smiling as he said to the little brother beside him, "This trip wasn’t in vain. This girl has so spunk, makes one want to bully her hard."
"Hahaha, boss, is your head full of dirty stuff now?"
Soone imdiately jeered, "So Brother Hu, how do you want to bully this pretty little girl in front of you?"
Moli pretended to be calm and shouted, "What do you want? Get out of the way, or I will call the police."
"And let tell you, the young master of the Su Family is my best friend; you wouldn’t want to know the consequences of bullying his friend."
Brother Hu wasn’t intimidated at all, "Not bad, little girl, you even know how to make threats."
"But I’ve never been with a girl who likes girls...."
"I just wonder if it feels different from other girls."
Moli’s eyes widened in terror, her hands clenching her skirt tightly, the two bags of rice falling to the ground, not caring anymore.
"Don’t talk nonsense, who says I... I like girls.... I like boys...."
"Right, the young master of the Su Family, Su Li is my boyfriend. You... better not ss with ...."
Brother Hu laughed as if he’d heard a really funny joke, his eyes stuck more indecently on Moli.
"Hahaha, liking n, huh? That’s just right, I’m Brother Hu, a man’s man, more than enough for you."
Brother Hu’s hearty laugh was cut off by a deep female voice.
"Hu Biaozi, have so sha, will you? Look at yourself in a mirror, do you even have a clue how you look?"
Following the voice, at the corner of the path, a hot and alluring girl with big wavy hair, cigarette dangling from her lips, hands in pockets, walked out.
When she raised her eyebrows, for a mont, Moli felt captivated.
Her electric eyes made Moli’s heart race.
"Look at you, full of lard, greasy all over. Comparing you to a pig is an insult to the pig."
Brother Hu’s smiling expression imdiately darkened, his face twitching, he gritted his teeth, "Yang Rong, you bitch, seems like enemies often cross paths. Do you dare show up in front of alone? Today, I’m going to make sure you don’t return."
Yang Rong gave a wicked smile, "I said you had no brains, and you really don’t."
Yang Rong snapped her fingers, and suddenly, lots of n and won with sticks poured out from both ends of the path.
"Well, wanna cut off? You have to see if I agree...." Yang Rong taunted with a sneer, slowly walking over to Moli’s side and lifted Moli’s chin with a seductive smile.
Moli was dumbfounded, unsure how to react, suddenly pulled into the embrace of a taller, more gorgeous, and better-figured woman, pressed against sothing soft and fluffy.
Though also a girl, Moli’s cheeks blushed, unsure where to place her hands and feet.
Moli’s embarrassed look made Yang Rong giggle, whispering into Li Hua’s ear like a lover, "We’re both girls, what’s there to be shy about...."
The last syllable of Yang Rong’s words lingered, landing in Moli’s ears as a lingering ambiguous whisper.
She wanted to struggle free, but Yang Rong’s grip was quite strong, not only did she not escape the embrace but instead was pressed tighter against Yang Rong’s chest.
"Good girl, close your eyes, don’t look."
Listening to the sounds of fighting in her ears, Moli’s body stiffened, not daring to move anymore.
But the awkwardness in her body and mind felt like a cat’s paw, constantly scratching at her, a dense rash appearing on her neck and behind her ears.
Recently discovering Li Hua’s improper thoughts towards her, she’s at her most sensitive mont now.
Always feeling that every word, every gesture, even the way this strange woman looked at her, constantly teased and provoked her.
Moli could only comfort herself that it was all her own sensitivity overthinking.
But....
The next sentence from the other party shattered her fantasy, "Baby, you can open your eyes now."
"There are so many bad people outside, and you’re so pretty, why not let protect you from now on?"
Moli uttered a dumbfounded "ah," seeing the ground littered with fallen delinquents, feeling a wave of satisfaction rising in her heart.
These people truly deserved it.
"Be my woman." Yang Rong said in a very manly tone.
Moli was so flustered that she tried to escape the embrace.
Out of the tiger’s den, into the wolf’s lair?
"I, I have a boyfriend...."
Yang Rong: "I know you don’t, and you’re like , you like won."
"But don’t worry, I’m not like that Li Hua you used to like, I’ll make sure you really feel what happiness is."
Moli shook her head, "No, no, everyone’s mistaken, I don’t like won, I like n."
Yang Rong’s smile faded slightly, "No, you like won."
Moli: "....." Help, how can she prove she likes boys?
Yang Rong: "What’s so good about those slly n, full of filthy thoughts.... How can they compare to the sweet and soft companionship of won?"
"Think about it, how great it is for us won to be together, wearing the sa clothes, using the sa toilets.... Being intimate every day, we can do everything together."
"Besides...." Yang Rong’s voice took on a seductive tone, "Think about it, those sensitive thoughts of yours, only a woman like will understand, we can share everything without worrying about losing loved ones."
"When your aunt cos and you have cramps, you won’t have to worry about telling you to drink hot water, when you catch a cold or have a fever, you won’t be annoyed by asking you to drink hot water, when you have a headache, I won’t tell you to drink hot water... only a woman understands a woman’s heart...."
"I can be your best friend, your most considerate lover, your closest friend, even closer than your parents.... I’m soone you can share all your secrets and privacy with...."
"Having such a lover, who needs those slly n, girls are the most perfect soulmates."
Moli absentmindedly murmured, "But I love n...."
The scenario described by the other party seed perfect.
Yet sohow, Moli felt sothing was off.
She, she still preferred n.
Yang Rong placed her hands on Moli’s shoulders, whispering hauntingly, "No, you’ll like girls, once you experience the beauty of girls, you’ll surely prefer the softness and tenderness of girls."
Yang Rong’s confident words seed to leave a faint ripple in Moli’s heart, though perhaps it left nothing.
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