"Wow, every hit lands squarely on the face. She might just knock out her implants..."
Ansheng curiously leaned at the bedroom door, watching Yang Xinyan hammering away at He Sisi inside the room.
Yang Xinyan slapped He Sisi awake and, in the brief moment of her confusion, stomped her foot hard on He Sisi's crotch. A scream rose from He Sisi, as Yang Xinyan mounted her and started throwing punches left and right.
Yang Xinyan took off her bothersome knitwear, her fair skin turning a rosy pink from a surge of adrenaline.
"No... don't do this, it shouldn't be like this, how can anyone in the world like alphabet letters!"
"That's not who I am, stop hitting me, isn't there supposed to be a little reward instead of beating me to death?" He Sisi, her face bruised and swollen, looked terrified, trying to push Yang Xinyan off her with both hands and feet.
