shen lian is here to collect her lunch box (1)

when she returned home late at night, she was wearing seven-inch high heels. she did not drive or take a taxi. she squatted by the roadside and vomited.

the rough men passing by whistled at her. shen lian stood in the night breeze. " are you crazy? "

She had just finished scolding him when the man's eyes glowed with a faint green light, full of greed and bitterness.

The man's clothes were coarse, his face was full of beard, and his hair was long and curled, looking dirty.

His eyes scanned Shen Lian's entire body like a radar.

the green light became even more intense, especially the white and tender skin in front of her chest, which was really to his taste.

It would be a waste not to hook up with a drunk woman at the entrance of a bar.

The burly man ran forward, hugged her, and dragged her into the alley. He said dirty words while rubbing her desperately and hurriedly.