A pair of hands suddenly appeared in front of her, pulling her close and attempting to press her down onto the bed.
Luo Qingtong's eyes instantly turned cold and fierce.
The blood color in her eyes quickly surged up.
In an instant, the red color, like the sunset in Qingshui Spring, rapidly filled her pupils, turning into a shade as brilliant as dawn and as bright as red jade.
However, the blood color in her eyes quickly faded.
For no other reason.
The touch of those hands around her felt too familiar.
Luo Qingtong's eyes spun, and then, pretending to know nothing, she shouted fiercely.
"Who? Who dares to intrude into my room!"
As she said this, she suddenly leaned back sharply, aiming her head to crash into the man who appeared behind her.
At the same time, she suddenly lifted her right foot, kicking backward.
"Bang!"
Luo Qingtong's foot was blocked by Ye Qianming's raised leg.
