eyes, Lin Jinran awkwardly opened her mouth, breathing turning tense, "Fu Mo Han, I'm sick..""Hah, Lin Jinran you still say no, what's going on in your head" The man sneered with mockery, the sound sl..."You bastard, I'll kill you!" Su Han, who was dragged back, raised her hand to slap Zhang Coach's wretched face, but before she could even touch him, Zhang Coach grabbed her hand and pressed it down beside her head. 。"Okay, but before that, let me have some fun with you." 。Coach Zhang grabbed Su Han's hands with one hand, fixing them above her head. With his other hand, he grasped Su Han's clothes and ripped them forcefully. 。

"Rip" 。a sound 。The buttons on the leisure suit all burst open. 。"No~~~" Su Han cried out weakly, tears streaming down her face. She struggled, she twisted her body, but she still couldn't break free from Coach Zhang's grip. 。"Don't cry, this is just the beginning." 。 a call.He went back to his room.On the other end of the phone was a frail voice, "Is there anything unusual""No."The aged voice sounded again, "Keep watching. Notify me immediately if anything unusua...