Zhan Yucheng pressed the shoulders of Su Chacha.He was very powerful and almost crushed the shoulders of Su Chacha.
Thinking that when she was in the blues just now, Su Chacha sat on the pimp, smiling like flowers, later she was held in the arms of the pimp, Zhan Yucheng wanted to kill her.
Now, he especially wanted to break the neck of Su Chacha. He had better slice and dice her, so that the woman could no longer anger him.
Zhan Yucheng’s fingers could not help tightening.He now couldn’t help letting Su Chacha understand whose woman she was.
But perhaps because the desolation and hatred in the Su Chacha’s eyes were too impressed, his chest was torn violently, and he asked subconsciously, "What day is it today?"
"Ho!"
Su Chacha did not answer, only smiled coldly. Her amazing eyes were full of hatred,besides there were also mockery which made him disagreeable.
Su Chacha felt it was very ironic.How could it not be ironic!