Tarnish

"Beauty, I'm coming."

Zhao Qiang had not even waited for Yun Xi to walk far before he impatiently extended his evil hands toward Yun Lian.

'Don't… Don't come over…'

Yun Lian wanted to shout, but she could not muster any strength from her throat. She could only watch as the hooligan moved his hands on her face.

'Don't, I beg you. Don't come over. Please let me go!'

Yun Lian screamed madly internally, but even after exerting all her strength, a whimpering sound came out of her throat.

Her tender voice made Zhao Qiang's bestial nature erupt. A flame rose in his heart. Other than this woman in front of him, no one else could extinguish it.

Yun Lian wanted to struggle, but her hands seemed to be tied up, unable to move at all. Even if she wanted to struggle, she could not.

"Beauty, don't worry. I'll be very gentle," Zhao Qiang said as he moved his mouth close to Yun Lian's pink and seductive red lips.