It's Good to Have You

Mo Yan pressed a hand against the door behind Zhao Shuning.

His eyes became exceptionally sinister.

With his other hand, he roughly attacked Zhao Shuning's clothes.

If he put on an act, he was going to pull downwards.

"Hiss ~ ~" Zhao Shuning's sleeve was torn off by Man Li's brute force.

Zhao Shuning hurriedly lifted her foot and kicked out.

His master hadn't even touched him, so what right did Mo Yan have to touch him?

Pui, that's not right. Even if Master touched her, she wouldn't let Mo Yan.

Mo Yan was in pain. She covered her lower body and squatted on the ground.

Zhao Shuning looked at her tattered clothes.

"Mo Yan, your way of doing things really makes me feel disgusted."

Zhao Shuning left the room and closed the door firmly.

Seeing this, the girls guarding outside the door lowered their heads, not daring to step forward to inquire.

Zhao Shuning went back to her room.