Lin Hao, seeing Wen Xiangyang give up resistance and laying on the ground, let out a cackling laugh. His eyes full of lust, he reached out his hand and caressed the smooth, milky-white face he had long coveted. He leaned in, intending to kiss the lips he had long dreamed of.
But then...
Just as Lin Hao was about to kiss Wen Xiangyang, the one lying on the ground suddenly sat up.
No —!
She will not fall —!
She must continue to delay time, she can do it!
They're coming, they must be coming!
The intense feeling of disgust touched by Lin Hao made Wen Xiangyang, who was gradually losing consciousness, support herself up with the last iota of willpower and sat up.
Wen Xiangyang's sudden movement startled both Lin Hao and Chen Yunxi.