Xuan Mu turned Feng Lingxue around, pressing her against the wall. "Lingxue, if you don't like me, who do you like? Brother Ying? He whips you, tortures you and even humiliates you! How can you still like him? He will never treasure you. The more you like him, the more cheap you are in his eyes!"
Feng Lingxue struggled to get away from him. His touch was really disgusting to her, she hated it.
In a panic, she bent her knee, attacking Xuan Mu's crotch. Xuan Mu wasn't able to avoid it and he was kneed in the groin.
Hiss.
With his hands over his crotch, it really hurt so much that he staggered backward.
That gave Feng Lingxue the chance to escape. "Brother Ying was never like this before. It's all because of me, it's all my fault!" Recalling the night three years ago, Feng Lingxue shuddered and turned around, running away.
