C187 You will Regret It

Just as the man was about to press his body onto hers, the woman on the bed suddenly struggled. She was even more resistant than when she was in the room. "You bastard, let go of me. Mu Shaofeng, get up …"

Seeing that he still hadn't let go, she tore open the pair of strong arms and placed a gums on them.

Mu Shaofeng frowned. Facing this kind of woman, he had no place to vent his anger