Fang Yuan curiously caressed the man's face, red and burning hot.
Whoosh...
Suddenly, Lin Chuan sat up, his eyes wide open and bloodshot, stimulated by alcohol, he seemed like a wild beast.
"You... what are you doing?" Fang Yuan suddenly stared at Lin Chuan.
"Sister... you're mine." Lin Chuan pounced, throwing Fang Yuan onto the sofa.
"Ah!" Fang Yuan panicked, attempting to push Lin Chuan away, but unexpectedly, her own strength was not as great as his. Fang Yuan grew desperate, trying to break free from Lin Chuan, yet Lin Chuan, this brute, was like a fierce predator trapping her. Fang Yuan cried out in shock: "Let go of me, bastard, let me go!!"
Fang Yuan never anticipated that she had actually led a wolf into her home.
"You're mine, no one can take you away." Lin Chuan lunged down, seizing Fang Yuan's red lips.
