In the next second, Zhao Tienan turned and left, quickly making his way around to the outside of the window.
At this moment, the curtains had already been drawn, but because of the intense heat, the window itself was left open.
A wicked idea formed in Zhao Tienan's mind, and he jumped right through the window.
Catching Sun Xiaowen while she was still lost in boundless pleasure, he suddenly covered her eyes.
"Ah, who is it? Let—let go of me, or I'll scream for help!"
Sun Xiaowen was caught off-guard by this "sudden change", so scared she was shaking all over, her pale thighs kicking wildly.
Shame, terror!
These two emotions crashed together, making Xiaowen struggle even harder in his grip.
But, after all, she was just a weak woman; her strength was severely limited.
Especially in the face of a robust and powerful man like Zhao Tienan, her struggling amounted to nothing.
"Let me go, you beast."
