Ah!
A high-pitched scream, sharp with pain.
Zhu Qianqian's delicate body shuddered, her dark eyebrows tightly knit.
It hurts!
This little bastard, damn it! Grabbing so hard!
Her beautiful eyes glared, almost spewing fire, but she dared not actually slap him, only suppressed her grievance, watching his dirty hands clutch her tender skin, kneading wantonly, feeling utterly disgusted.
She also felt a bit ashamed.
The door to the consultation room was open, there were people outside. If they were to see...
On her stunningly beautiful face, two patches of crimson suddenly bloomed.
"Enough! You've touched me enough, quickly say, where's the item?"
After enduring for a while, seeing that he still had no intention of stopping, instead his actions growing larger and more forceful, Zhu Qianqian couldn't bear it anymore and urged him.
"It's...it's...what am I doing?"
