Chen Bin chuckled slyly and said, "We still had unfinished business at the bar last time, and now I've remembered it. Let's finish it today."
"What are you blabbering about!"
Cheng Ying bit her red lips, staring at Chen Bin's thing, and she involuntarily started panting heavily, instantly feeling a sticky wetness.
She wanted to turn her head away and not look, but she was completely unable to extricate herself, beginning to fantasize about Chen Bin's huge thing forcefully taking her.
Chen Bin didn't give her a chance to sober up, stepping forward slowly and directly embracing her in his arms.
Cheng Ying still wanted to resist, but her hands couldn't muster any strength: "Let go, let me go! Hurry up and let go!"
Only a ripping sound was heard, and Cheng Ying's pants were roughly torn open.
At this moment, Cheng Ying suddenly stopped making a fuss and resisting.
Her heart trembled violently, as if the last bit of her defense had been savagely stripped away.