C830 Bury with Him

At that moment, Ann Xiaomin felt a sharp pain in her neck. Somehow, Lee Yujun had a syringe in his hand. The fine needle pierced through the skin of her neck and into her vein. She could feel the liquid spreading through her body. She wanted to struggle, but Lee Yujun had her tightly in his grip. Any slight movement made his hand tighten around her throat.

"Ms. Xiaomin, you'd better not move