Shen Manjun's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Lu Tianxing, who held her with one arm and covered her mouth with the other. A frantic impulse surged through her heart—this bastard was too bold, not only teasing her but now even stalking her. She swore that once she left the changing room, Lu Tianxing was going to pay.
Shen Manjun's pretty face was filled with rage, and she wished she could shoot Lu Tianxing through the heart with arrows from her eyes as she began to struggle violently.
The more she struggled, the more Lu Tianxing felt an intense stimulation arise, and immediately there was an unwelcome change.
Shen Manjun seemed to realize something, her body suddenly shivering, a strong flush of embarrassment and anger spreading across her face as she glared viciously at Lu Tianxing, looking like she wanted to tear him to pieces.
Her mind was clear, and she knew exactly what that thing was.
