Liu Cheng brought Qiao Yu Shan into the hotel anxiously.
"Let go of me…Let me go!" Qiao Yu Shan felt weak all over and she felt her body and mind heavy and foggy.
She tried to push him away, but how could her strength match that of a man?
Liu Cheng roughly threw her onto the bed, his eyes filled with wicked intent. "Miss Qiao. Who would've thought, the lucky guy would be me, Liu Cheng!"
His eyes looked wild, almost like a madman.
With her body feeling hot, Qiao Yu Shan squirmed and muttered, "Go away... don't touch me..."
Liu Cheng's gaze was fixated on her long legs beneath the black stockings, his whole body consumed by desire.
A wicked thought flashed across his face, and he quickly took out his phone, set up the camera, and began to undress.
"Footage of Miss Qiao might sells for a good price." An overly excited Liu Cheng, with bloodshot eyes, laughing creepily.
Just as he was about to pounce on her, suddenly—
