"I'm Zhou Jingyun." Zhou Jingyun's reply was very direct. It made Xie Wenkai's hand tremble, and he almost dropped the phone. He suddenly sat up on the bed and looked at Jiang Tong with wide eyes. The blanket slid down his body, revealing his strong chest. There were purple-red marks on his chest, and there were red marks. Some of the marks had already disappeared, and some had not. In fact, these marks were not very serious. Jiang Tong could not have really hurt Xie Wenkai. They were all marks that looked serious but would disappear in less than a day. Moreover, these marks were mainly concentrated on Xie Wenkai's body. There were almost no marks above his collarbone. Jiang Tong had slapped Xie Wenkai's face during s*x, but the red marks on his face had disappeared. As long as he put on his clothes, no one would be able to tell what he had experienced.
"Who are you?" Zhou Jingyun asked again. He had already said his name, but Xie Wenkai hadn't said it yet.
