C227 One step away

Zhao Yilin was pressed against the wall. Her skirt was in disarray, her legs were taut, and her toes were almost hanging. She wanted to struggle, but every part of her body was controlled by him. More and more power was slipping away from his fingertips.

"If you hate me so much, why did you save me? Don't let me die."

Huo Yelin's face was buried in her neck. After a moment of silence, he asked