Spoiled by the President novel Chapter 733

It was impossible!

Nell Jennings refused without a second thought.

"I won’t kiss you!"

She said this and turned her head to the side.

The man's gaze turned cold. He straightened up and looked at her.

Suddenly, he sneered.

That sneer was like a low cry from an extremely ferocious animal, which caused Nell to inexplicably feel a chill down her spine.

She vaguely felt as if she had heard this before?

The man said coldly, "You're my woman now. We’re in the wilderness. Even if I were to do you right now, on the spot, no one would care. Are you sure you want to continue rejecting me?"

Nell's lips trembled and she looked up at him, only to see the man's gaze like ice. It was unmoving as he examined her.

That gaze was extremely foreign, yet there was a strange familiarity with it.

How could this be?

Why did he have that look in his eye?

That look was so familiar to her, but it had been a long time since she had seen it.

That man...no, no, he would not appear here.

Nell's heart was in turmoil for a moment, but the man in front of her leaned in once again and said, "I'll give you one more chance. Are you going to kiss me or not?"

Nell pursed her lips and swallowed her saliva.

By this time, she also knew what it meant to have to bow her head under someone else’s roof.

She was now quite certain that this man in front of her was terrifying.

By no means was she able to face him head-on.

Nell hesitated and considered that Nancy was still lying in the car with injuries. She then bowed her head and gave in to him.

"Okay, I'll kiss you."

After she said that, she lowered her head and speedily pecked him on the cheek.

At the same time, she was disgusted!

Gross, gross, gross! She did not mean it at all. She secretly cursed the man that she had just kissed to have a gut-wrenching death.

She felt much better after she thought this way.

The man was kissed by her and no longer found trouble with her.

He smiled, straightened up, and said, "I'll wait for you over there."

After he said that, he paused and added, "Don't think of running away! You know, your friend’s still in our hands."

Nell smiled and nodded at him. That smile on her face was so fake that it made one feel like puking.

The man did not care, and after he warned her, he stepped away.

He did not go far and was just standing 4 or 5 steps away.

Secretly relieved, Nell walked behind the tree and squatted down.

Of course, she did not need to go to the bathroom, so naturally, she did not take off her pants.

She just squatted there and quietly observed the man's movements.

Nell saw that he really was just standing there. His back was towards her, with no thoughts of turning around and peeking. Her heart was relieved.

She turned her head, looked left and right, and finally, her eyes landed on a large rock not far away.

It took two hands to hold the rock, and the edges were very sharp. She could guarantee that if this stone hit his head, he would at least faint if he did not die.

Nell quietly squatted over and lifted the rock.

Then, carefully easing her steps, she bent her waist and walked slowly step-by-step towards the man.

The man had been standing there with his hands behind his back.

The way he stood with his hands behind his back, in the warm yellow morning light, actually somehow had a lost and independent sense of beauty.

Nell hugged the stone and secretly cursed him in her heart.

She no longer cared about anything else. After she saw that she was not able to hit him with the rock, she simply jumped forward and pounced on him violently.

"Bastard! Go to hell!"

She pounced on the man and at the same time, reached out and choked him.

The man had thought that she would fight back but did not expect her to suddenly lunge at him like this. He was caught off guard, which allowed her to jump at himself.

After all, a normal woman's first reaction to this kind of thing would usually be to turn around and run.

Men and women were incomparable in both physical strength and endurance.

As long as she ran, she would just be showing her weakness to the man.

As long as he caught up to her, she would definitely fall back into their hands.

However, Nell did not run away.

Not only did she not run, but she charged her way forward.

Judging from that vicious stance, she had the intention of not letting go and fighting him to the death.

Nell had made the first move. She choked him in one smooth motion and pushed him down to the ground.

“Bastard! *sshole! Scum! Go to hell!"

She cursed as she strangled him hard.

Nell had quite the strength if she put her mind to it.

The man, no matter how wise or strong he was, at that time was strangled until his eyes rolled back a few times.

His hands grabbed her wrists. It was not easy and he had to use a great deal of force to just lift her hands off of him.

Immediately after, he felt a sudden pain beneath his body.

He did not muffle his grunt as Nell kneed him at his weakest spot. Then, a flurry of fists came raining down all over his face and body.

At the same time, while Nell punched his mouth, she cursed.

"Scum! *sshole! I'll kill you today!"