His body felt like it was about to explode, and that evil thought that had just been suppressed in his mind was stirring again.
Xicheng raised his hand to grab his own hair, bending over in agony.
Turning around, he snatched his bag from the table and slung it over his shoulder. The girl ran over again and grabbed his arm.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital."
The moment he touched her skin, the little rational defense he had just built up crumbled again, and he drew her closer once more as he grabbed her shoulder.
"Gai Han, calm down, I'll take you to the hospital right away!"
"I can't take it anymore..." He hugged her tightly, his hands groping her body over her clothes, "Give me..."
She struggled to push him away, but he overpowered her and pinned her down on the floor.
"Gai Han, you can't do this!"
He simply kissed her, tearing at her clothes, ripping away the obstructing ties like a wild beast, and the girl's thin summer dress was soon tattered into pieces.
