Before they came, they had already lured everyone away and wanted to destroy the mo garden. However, they did not expect that this woman was quite skilled and that she had a bodyguard.
"Qiming?" Shen chengjing watched as he stepped forward.
He stepped forward and finished the man off in a few moves. Then, he sat on the sofa and did not move.
When she saw Qiming, she was even more confused. Why was he here?
Thinking of mo Yancheng's car, she could not sit still. She lifted her feet and ran out, but she was pulled back by a force and pulled back to the sofa.
"Let me go." She struggled.
"Shut up," he said. As Qiming spoke, he reached out and pressed her down on the sofa. His tall body pressed against hers.
Shen chengjing raised her foot to kick him, but he held it tightly.
"Motherf * cker, you still hit me." Qiming looked at her restless appearance. He pressed down on her body and reached out to pull off her clothes.
