I'll Only Give You Seven Seconds

The next second, Feng Qing's back gently landed on the bed. The man put her down and leaned over, his arms supporting both sides of her body.

"I want to check your injuries and see how you're recovering," Xie Jiuhan said.

Feng Qing hurriedly covered her chest with her hands, and she even deliberately put on an afraid expression. She saw danger from the man's shining eyes!

The man snorted coldly and got onto the bed when he saw that she did not agree. His tall and strong body enveloped Feng Qing's petite body and instantly imprisoned her with his legs and a large hand.

Feng Qing struggled hard and realized that it was useless. Hence, she said angrily, "Xie, Jiu, Han! What are you trying to do in broad daylight?!"

An evil look appeared on Xie Jiuhan's face as he looked at her angry roar. He said in a naughty voice, "You little sheep encountered a big gray wolf like me. What do you think I want to do?"