rembling back and forth, his head bowed low because of the force applied to him. He resembled a lifeless, exquisite doll.All of Fu Mo'han's anger was like hitting cotton, with no point of impact.He re..."You bastard, I'll kill you!" Su Han, who was dragged back, raised her hand to slap Zhang Coach's wretched face, but before she could even touch him, Zhang Coach grabbed her hand and pressed it down beside her head. 。"Okay, but before that, let me have some fun with you." 。Coach Zhang grabbed Su Han's hands with one hand, fixing them above her head. With his other hand, he grasped Su Han's clothes and ripped them forcefully. 。

"Rip" 。a sound 。The buttons on the leisure suit all burst open. 。"No~~~" Su Han cried out weakly, tears streaming down her face. She struggled, she twisted her body, but she still couldn't break free from Coach Zhang's grip. 。"Don't cry, this is just the beginning." 。er washing away his fatigue, he lay down beside her, stretching out his arms to pull the quilt, which was dyed with the colors of the forest, over himself.Lin Jin-ran, without a blanket, slept restles...