C147 Using Violence to Suppress Violence

In the study room, Jiang Junyue was pressed down on the sofa. Her two hands were locked on top of her head.

Shen Jixiu was crouching on top of her and looked down at her with a wicked smile.

"You bastard, get out of my way. Who would forgive you so easily?" Jiang Junyue's hair stood on end.

"Everyone says that there is a fight at the end of the bed