"Lu Qian, save me. . . " Xia Qinglee murmured subconsciously. Her body twisted as if she was dodging and taking the initiative. Tears flowed down the corner of her eyes and fell onto the pillow.
When the blonde heard Lu Qian's name, a trace of worry flashed across his eyes. However, when he looked at the beauty on the bed, he immediately threw these worries to the back of his head.
"Untie the rope!"
The yellow-haired man thought for a moment and agreed. He untied the rope and threw it to the side in no time.
Under Xia Qinglee's skirt, her long sleeves and fair legs kept rubbing against each other.
Scar looked at Xia Qinglee's legs excitedly. His eyes kept scanning and finally reached his evil hand towards her skirt and lifted it up along with the skirt. Xia Qinglee's lower body, which was only wearing her pants, was completely exposed in their line of sight.