Ouyang Xiaojun was terrified.
Just as she was about to scream at the top of her lungs, a large hand accurately covered her mouth.
In the dim yellow light of the private room, Ouyang Xiaojun recognized the person who was forcibly pulling her—it was Lou Ming.
Her whole body's cells spread open in an instant, appearing extremely panicked, and she couldn't control her trembling.
What do you want to do now? she wanted to say.
But her mouth was covered by Lou Ming, suffocating her a little.
She felt she was going to pass out any second, and tears streamed down her face.
"Ouyang Xiaojun, seeing me makes you this afraid," he said in a calm tone, yet it paradoxically exerted an immense pressure.
Ouyang Xiaojun's pupils contracted, and she shook more violently, He released his hand from her mouth, "Let me go, let me go..."
Why did God always make this man appear before her just when she was about to forget him?
Once, twice, it always seemed to be this way...
