oman appeared in his dark eyes. Locking onto her target, Fu Mo Han picked up his phone and skillfully entered a number. After the call connected, he gave a few low instructions.After hanging up the p..."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." 。spiration in his mind. Although it couldn't be realized, doing something kept time from passing so slowly. 。Last night, the owl was clinging to her. 。After tossing and turning almost all night, Lin Ji...