C62 Praying to be Detained?

A palm print and a scratch was left on Fong Hengyang's face. Even his neck had been scratched by her.

"Zhao Ziqi!" He had just finished shouting when his thigh was suddenly pushed. "Ah!"

Fong Hengyang covered his crotch and knelt on the ground, his face full of pain.

"Do you understand? You are not allowed to talk about her!" Zhao Ziqi pulled Fong Hengyang's hair and interrogated him