low halt. 。"Okay, that's all." 。Fu Mo Han lowered his gaze, looking at the soft fuzz of the woman's head nestled in his arms. He suppressed the urge to mess it up roughly. 。Lin Jinran looked up, fear..."You bastard, I'll kill you!" Su Han, who was dragged back, raised her hand to slap Zhang Coach's wretched face, but before she could even touch him, Zhang Coach grabbed her hand and pressed it down beside her head. 。"Okay, but before that, let me have some fun with you." 。Coach Zhang grabbed Su Han's hands with one hand, fixing them above her head. With his other hand, he grasped Su Han's clothes and ripped them forcefully. 。

"Rip" 。a sound 。The buttons on the leisure suit all burst open. 。"No~~~" Su Han cried out weakly, tears streaming down her face. She struggled, she twisted her body, but she still couldn't break free from Coach Zhang's grip. 。"Don't cry, this is just the beginning." 。miliation and torture, she would persevere and live on.Now that I think about it, it's really a joke. She lived her life not knowing anything, unaware of everything, always the last to know.A trace of...