C18 A Bitter Resistance

The man's body carried a faint mint aura mixed with the smell of tobacco, causing Qiao Shiyu's heart to slowly sink.

The man's lips brushed by her ear. She trembled and reached out to push him away.

"You let me out. I can think of a way myself."

"You think of a way yourself? This hotel is full of people like Hee Fugui. You are afraid of me