"No, no, sang zhirou, you can't do this!"
sang xia's face finally became nervous. she struggled to shake the chair, trying to avoid him. her lips were pale.
"Are you afraid?" The corners of sang zhirou's lips curled up into a mocking smile, but there was also an unspeakable excitement.
As she spoke, she leaned closer to sang Xia's ear and whispered, " what's the meaning of this, huh? Not only do I want to let you experience the taste of drugs, but I also want you to have a taste of more men. But tsk tsk, what a pity, the child in my stomach is probably not even two months old, tsk tsk."
Sang Xia clenched her fists tightly and took a deep breath. The only thing she could do now was to stall for time.