How Did She Die

Jiang Ruolan's hair stood on end when she heard Jiang Yijun's footsteps. Remembering that the bedroom door was just closed, but it was not locked, and that both she and Xian Zihao were undressed, Jiang Ruolan's heart instantly leaped to her throat.

Immediately, she looked pleadingly at Xian Zihao, asking him to let her go.

However, a mischievous glint flashed past his eyes. Jiang Ruolan carefully pushed him away. She used her eyes to beg him to stop but instead, Xian Zihao bent his head down to once again capture her lips.

Jiang Ruolan sucked in a breath. Xian Zihao tightened his grip on her waist. 

"Ugh …" Jiang Ruolan whimpered angrily, she didn't dare to make too much noise. She was afraid that Jiang Yijun would hear her.

At the same time, Jiang Yijun's voice came from outside the door. "Ruolan, are you asleep?"

Jiang Ruolan's eyes immediately widened, and her struggling movements became more intense.