"Alright, alright!" Brother Mang straightened his back, placing his hands behind him. "Are you two filming a romantic idol drama? That's it for today. We'll continue tomorrow. I won't stop until you give up!"
Saying this, Brother Mang signaled to his men with a glance. "Keep an eye on these two. We'll continue tomorrow."
What? Continue tomorrow?
What kind of deep grudge is this?!
In the dimly lit small room, Xia Xiyan and Ou Jue were locked inside.
Ou Jue leaned his whole body against the wall, raising his handsome face as he gasped for air.
Before being locked in, the ropes binding Xia Xiyan had been untied.
Though she didn't know why—did they suddenly grow a conscience?
Anyway, the feeling of being able to move freely was amazing. Xia Xiyan hurriedly walked to Ou Jue's side. "Are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"I'm fine." His tone was nonchalant.
"How could you be fine?! You idiot, fool, stubborn demon!!"
