Preparing to marry her

"Whoosh." At this moment, the door was pushed open by her and she walked in! It was filled with the smell of medicine. She stepped forward, spread out her palm, and began to search according to the pattern on it.

When she found it, she opened the drawer and was about to take it out.

"Why?" Her wrist was grabbed by someone as she spoke coldly. As she turned around, someone grabbed her waist and pinched her small face.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time," He said.

Mo Zitan turned her hand and flung him away, but she could not exert any strength!

She was shocked. She was too careless when she came in and didn't expect to fall into a trap! She just wanted to get the things back to A city. Otherwise, Lin Qinghui would die.

"Let me go." She glared at the man.

His face was tattooed with many patterns. His skin was dark, and his lips were plump. He was a classic African!