Liu Zhizhong was speaking while his left hand dug into her world, his fingers nearly sinking in.
Zhang Qixiang instinctively clenched, immobilizing Liu Zhizhong's left hand.
But Liu Zhizhong's right hand covered her mouth and pinched her neck, twisting it so hard that she felt like it was about to break and she struggled to breathe.
Moreover, Liu Zhizhong's formidable "Little Zhizhong" had erupted, pressing against her rounded, beautiful buttocks.
Zhang Qixiang was on the verge of a breakdown, panicked, her heartbeat racing.
Liu Zhizhong's words were too cold, too ruthless, his actions too debauched and insane. He rendered her weak and powerless in an instant, unable to struggle or scream.
