But the young man didn't give her a chance to speak; his large hand was like a clamp, pulling her beneath him, drawing close.
"You bastard, trying to be rude to me again." Xia Zhining's jade-like face slightly changed, her voice trembling a bit.
"I must avenge Zhiqing. You bullied her because she has a gentle disposition, but I'm different."
Chen Mo lifted Xia Zhining's skirt.
"Bastard..." Seeing this, Xia Zhining's beautiful crystal eyes revealed a trace of fear; this bastard wanted to be so rude to her again, couldn't he treat her like he did her sister...
Xia Zhining wanted to fight back, but soon that... rendered her powerless.
She was pressed into the bedding, just like the lowest prostitute in a brothel.
