Feng Sinan approached her step by step. Su Xiaoying quickly retreated. “Feng Sinan, what are you doing? I’m calling for help, help...”
There were people outside the door. As long as she shouted for help, someone would definitely rush in.
However, before su xiaoying could say “Help”, Feng Sinan reached out his large palm and covered her small mouth.
Her calf pressed against the edge of the sofa, and the two of them fell into the soft sofa.
“Don’t scream, huh? If you call someone in, I don’t mind having a live broadcast.”
What did he say?
Su Xiaoying clenched her fist and smashed it hard on his straight shoulder. She even stretched out her leg and kicked him.
The girl under him seemed to have gone crazy. She even used all her strength, but Feng Sinan did not move at all. He looked at her soft and beautiful face that was dyed red from extreme shame and anger.
