turned left and right along the way, heading forward. Lin Jinran couldn't understand; she had lived here for a while, yet she didn't know the routes that Fu Shaocheng was familiar with. 。It seemed t..."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." 。 the man, a sneer curling up the corner of his thin lips, "Are you asking me to follow what's written above" "Exactly." 。The man nodded without any pretense, and took out a recording pen from his poc...