He took a deep breath and said with a seductive gaze, “Your body smells good, it’s a scent I like.” Then he reached out his “magic claw”…
Shan Xiaoya stepped to the left, dodging his extended hand. She turned and ran towards the private room’s door. Escaping when unable to fight was her principle. Unfortunately, she hadn’t run two steps before Shen Zhonglei quickly grabbed her arm, pulling her into his embrace. Her nose crashed hard into his chest, causing pain…
Shan Xiaoya ignored her nose’s pain and tried to break free from his powerful embrace. After struggling left and right, she realized that her normally fierce self was now completely unable to escape his hold.
He was looking at her with interest, as if watching a circus performer. His male scent clearly entered her nostrils, surrounding her like a spell. She unwillingly met his teasing eyes.
“What exactly do you want to do?”
Shen Zhonglei stared at Shan Xiaoya with desire, saying without room for argument, “Don’t you know what I want to do? You must be quite experienced. I don’t mind letting you experience a different kind of passion with another man.” He tightened his arm, pressing her body close to his lower abdomen, making her clearly feel his needs.
He said each sentence, with breath clearly hitting Shan Xiaoya’s face, bringing heat and a stinging sensation. How could there be such a shameless man? Looking at him fearfully with evil intent, she trembled slightly and said: “Let me go.” “I will let go, but not now.” Saying this, he forcibly picked her up and walked to the sofa. His body pressed down on her, pinning her hands above her head with one hand, while the other hand intimately rested on her chest. His entire weight pressed down on her. In a seductive voice, he said: “I’ll help you take off your clothes, you won’t object, right?”
Shen Zhonglei never cared about others’ thoughts, doing everything according to his own preferences.
