Sense of security

"Huang Xiaojun, if you dare do anything to my brother, I... I..." Zhou Li's eyes immediately filled with tears as they reddened. But what couldn't a bully like Huang Xiaojun do? Even if he wronged her brother, could she, a weak girl, seek revenge against him? Thinking of this, a sense of despair washed over her. With a grievance in her heart, she couldn't help but burst into tears, sobbing, "Huang Xiaojun, why must you press me so relentlessly? I don't like you at all, and even if I agreed to you, what would that mean? Wuu wuu..."

Huang Xiaojun paused, having hardly spoken a few words himself, he hadn't expected to make this girl cry already, truly irritating. Throwing his cigarette butt down, he stamped on it twice with force and sneered with a ferocious face, "Stop your damn crying. Whether you like me or not, that's your problem, but as far as Laozi is concerned, liking you is enough. Besides, if I can't have your heart, I will at least have your body!"