r twelve hours, it's still warm. I'll get you each a bowl." His fingers nimbly twisted open the lid and picked up a ladle to serve the chicken soup, Fu Mo Han's cold voice drifted over."No need."Her h..."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." 。hang Sao smiled and answered her" 。"I'm going down" 。She glanced at the man's cold and stern face, her heart had already flown downstairs. 。Fu Mo Han helplessly pushed open the door, "Go ahead, I'll g...