Lin Lan's Death (3)

Her neck was still hurting.

She was afraid, afraid that he said that just to lower her guard.

If that was the case, she would be like a sheep entering a tiger's den.

Liu Bowen glanced at Lin Lanhua and sighed.

"Fine. Then I will come again tomorrow night." With that, Liu Bowen left.

Seeing Liu Bowen like this, Lin Lanhua felt guilty.

At this moment, Liu Bowen suddenly rushed over.

Then, he quickly snatched the scissors from Lin Lanhua's hand.

Then, he pushed Lin Lanhua against the wall and grabbed her neck again.

Lin Lanhua only let out a small cry before her mouth was covered by Liu Bowen.

She wanted to ask for help, but she couldn't make a sound.

This time, Liu Bowen was ruthless. No matter how Lin Lanhua patted his hand, he did not let go.

Not only did he not let go, he exerted more force, wishing he could break Lin Lanhua's neck.