Already feeling annoyed, tonight these witless women had truly provoked him, and he suddenly tightened his grip around her neck.
"Brother Junyan, I know you're in pain, don't hold back. I'm still a virgin, pure and untouched..." Wen Yiqing's breath hitched, but she fearlessly extended her rouge-coated fingertips and slowly traced them up his bare arm...
Bo Fengheng's eyes darkened as he listened to the words "still a virgin," and the fingertips clutching her neck suddenly relaxed.
Even such rubbish was experiencing their first time, so why was it that only she wasn't?
For a moment, his heart was flooded with jealousy...
However, at that moment—
A sudden scream of "Ah..." pierced through the entire building from the floor above.
Both of them were taken aback almost simultaneously.
Bo Fengheng in particular felt an inexplicable panic flash through his mind, and an unbelievable thought surged up: had she met with an accident?
