This voice was one that Xuewei couldn't help but let out.
Now, hearing Lin Wan'er's voice, she was so frightened she covered her mouth with both hands, glaring fiercely at Lin Zhenghui.
If it weren't for Lin Zhenghui, the bad guy, pressing against her so forcefully, she wouldn't have let out that cry, "Ah."
"I'm coming back now. Just wait for me," Lin Zhenghui answered irrelevantly.
"Okay, I'll wait for you," Lin Wan'er said without overthinking.
Lin Zhenghui was reluctant to pull his weapon out of Xuewei's pure white cleft.
But considering that this concerned the personal safety of his sister-in-law and Lin Wan'er, he had to endure the counterattack of lust, forcibly retracting his weapon.
At the same time, the moment Xuewei saw him retract his weapon, her body slumped down, gasping for air.
