f red wine in hand."Hey, handsome." The woman, dressed provocatively, deliberately thrust her ample chest forward, a sultry smile playing on her lips. "Alone""Get out!" Fu Mochen snarled, his face as..."You bastard, I'll kill you!" Su Han, who was dragged back, raised her hand to slap Zhang Coach's wretched face, but before she could even touch him, Zhang Coach grabbed her hand and pressed it down beside her head. 。"Okay, but before that, let me have some fun with you." 。Coach Zhang grabbed Su Han's hands with one hand, fixing them above her head. With his other hand, he grasped Su Han's clothes and ripped them forcefully. 。

"Rip" 。a sound 。The buttons on the leisure suit all burst open. 。"No~~~" Su Han cried out weakly, tears streaming down her face. She struggled, she twisted her body, but she still couldn't break free from Coach Zhang's grip. 。"Don't cry, this is just the beginning." 。him a key as well. She stood up and led him toward the stairs beside them. "Come with me," she said, "room 301 on the third floor." 。After receiving the card and keys, Fu Shaoqing followed the woman i...