Du Xiaoxiao drew in a sharp breath, "It hurts so much."
Du Xiaoxiao suddenly felt something, immensely powerful, but in the next second, she realized what it was.
She had never thought that a man's that could be so terrifying.
But it seemed to have a taste of defeat yet savoring victory.
Du Xiaoxiao snorted, "This terrible thing, it should be broken off and left in the world, it can only harm others. Watch me break it."
Du Xiaoxiao's delicate hands reached under the quilt, but she quickly noticed something wrong—she couldn't break it, and instead, it grew more and more vigorous as she tried.
"Damn it."
This time, Du Xiaoxiao used both hands.
Unfortunately, it was still no use.
Zhang Xiaomeng suddenly opened his eyes. In fact, he had been awake all along, just wanting to see what this woman was up to.
"What, you want revenge on me?"
Zhang Xiaomeng said.