"What the hell! Leng Sichen, are you crazy!"
Just as the words were spoken, Leng Sichen's iron-like fist came at him for the third time. This time, Shen Yao'an was prepared and quickly managed to barely dodge. But the fist still grazed his cheek, immediately causing a burning pain.
At this moment, Leng Sichen's gaze looked at him as if he had slept with his wife, eager to tear him to pieces!
Shen Yao'an didn't have time to ponder what kind of madness this guy was having; he had to concentrate all his attention on dealing with the increasingly terrifying attacks from him.
The massive commotion in the living room finally caught Xia Yuxun's attention from the bedroom.
Xia Yuxun, feeling groggy, dragged her soft body as if stepping on cotton and moved down from the bed.
As she walked to the bedroom door, she instantly woke up nearly completely upon seeing the situation in the living room and the beast-like viciousness of one particular man.
