Wen Xin could only think of one thing in her mind, she was scared by Han Luoli, scared to the point of forgetting to resist.
Brother Li wouldn't treat me like this... right...
"Mmm..."
It was not until the searing sharp pain at the tip of her tongue that Wen Xin finally regained her senses and pulled herself out of her own fantasies, and began to believe everything in front of her.
She struggled desperately, sobbing and crying without stopping.
Brother Li was too scary!
Too scary! He really didn't care about any feelings!
Wen Xin could only think that she might really lose her tongue today.
Where is my sister? Sister, come save me!
Han Luoli's mouth was always curved with a bloodthirsty smile, the flame of the lighter coming close, then moving away. Just a few seconds were enough to torment someone.
Everyone watching was stunned. Was the president angry? His angry expression was terrifying!