and instead thought of something else. He looked up at Lin Jinran across from him, "By the way, Mu Shaocheng came back yesterday. I heard he wants to have a get-together with classmates next week, are..."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." 。 Lin Jinran didn't want to stay for a moment, propping himself up on the table.Maybe, if they keep talking, he'll say something else to belittle her for being oblivious.But Fu Mo'han didn't intend to...