Gu Ya told Su Yunjin to wait where she was, and Su Yunjin waited right there. Suddenly, a stench of sweat assailed her nostrils, followed by a pair of greasy hands that wrapped around her from behind.
"Yunjin, come here, let your Brother Wenxuan give you a good hug. Oh, my, you smell so good, really good!" Fan Wenxuan initially came to seek revenge on Su Yunjin, but when he walked over, he found that her figure was even better than the last time he saw her.
Fan Wenxuan couldn't help but harbor lascivious thoughts.
Inhaling the delightful scent from Su Yunjin's body.
Fan Wenxuan became infatuated.
She, Su Yunjin, was originally his, Fan Wenxuan's, fiancée, almost his woman—what was wrong with him hugging her, kissing her a couple of times? Su Yunjin, that little slut, was an unchaste woman anyway.
Outside, behind that cripple's back, Su Yunjin, that little slut, didn't know how many men she had seduced. Fan Wenxuan never rinsed his mouth, and his speech carried a foul stench.
