At this moment, Zhao Xin's eyes seemed capable of seducing water itself, her breaths quick and ragged, clearly devoid of any reason.
"Sister, come inside!"
Following that, Zhao Xin was pulled into the room by that old man, then he shoved her onto the bed.
"No... don't!"
When Zhao Xin was pushed onto the bed by the old man, the first thing she smelled was a rank, overwhelming odor.
Usually, Zhao Xin was very clean, but when she thought of such matters, she was utterly different from her usual self; this disordered environment only stimulated her further.
Meanwhile, Zhao Jie had already driven off in his car, saying to the redhead, "Babe, I'm really lucky today... to have picked you up!"
"Giggle!" The redhead chuckled, "Bro, I practice Buddhism... Aren't you afraid of karmic retribution for fooling around outside and casually picking up a woman for your bed?"