C117 An Angel Sent by God

The crisp sound of a slap. It was as if there was an echo in such a deserted campus.

Ling Kongkong froze on the spot. Tang Yu's series of actions were too smooth, to the point that she did not even have time to react to what had happened.

Tang Yu's slap was not enough to vent her anger. The hand that was holding the girl's hair did not have any intention of letting go at all