Ye Xiaoyu was startled, her body was suddenly embraced, and then a sinister voice sounded in her ear. She jumped in fright and immediately began to struggle.
"Who are you, let me go, let go!"
Li Cheng directly held her on the bed, then turned over to press against her soft and delicate body.
Ye Xiaoyu saw clearly who it was, her face turned pale with fright: "You you you... how did you get in?"
Li Cheng looked at the pitiful person beneath him, smiling wickedly.
"This is my family's hotel, I can enter any room I want! Beauty, if I hadn't saved you just now, you'd have jumped? Consider me your savior, how about offering yourself as thanks?"
As he spoke, his kisses fell urgently on Ye Xiaoyu's neck.
Ye Xiaoyu was so scared her face lost all color; she already had a shadow over matters between men and women.
When Li Cheng tried to force her, she remembered that night when Anjue assaulted her.
"No... no, let me go, let go!"
