Ah-Cheng, stop messing around!

However, a large palm reached over, turned around, and made a handsome pose, pressing Jiang Yuanyuan's body against the door. The man's large palm reached over, snatched her phone, and threw it aside.

"Do you still want to play with your phone or ... Do you want to call the police?" The man looked at her, as if he had already seen through her skills. If he didn't have a few moves, how could he take her down?

"Ah," he said. Jiang Yuanyuan cried out involuntarily. The room was too dark, and the man's breath surrounded her.

Zhou Yuncheng pounced forward, clasped her shoulders with both hands, and lowered his head to kiss her.

"Hmmm." Jiang Yuanyuan struggled and groaned, trying to pick up the phone, but Zhou Yuncheng pounced on her from behind and pushed her to the ground, pressing her body against his from behind.

"Hello, chengjing." Jiang Yuanyuan picked up the phone and continued.