bastard, does it hurt?(1)

Du Yuesheng came over that night. She had gotten the address from Qin Anlan.

When two men were not love rivals, everything was easy to talk to.

Du Yuesheng arrived at 10 O 'clock at night.

He knocked on the door, but no one answered. He knocked a few more times, leaned against the door, lit a cigarette, and waited quietly.

The door was opened from the inside. With a layer of anti-theft door between them, Linda looked at Du Yuesheng guardedly, her little face pale.

"open the door." du yuesheng's voice was a little overbearing.

linda shrank back and took a few steps back, " i don't want to. " after all, she was still a little girl, and there was a trace of softness in her voice when she spoke to him.

du yuesheng's eyes narrowed and her expression was a little gloomy. then, she twisted the door lock with her fingers.

Linda was scared. Was he trying to break her finger?