"What, do you want others to see your sister like this?"
Seeing Xia Zhiqing remaining motionless, Chen Mo, while undressing skillfully, said.
Xia Zhiqing's delicate body trembled, and seeing her sister's black jumpsuit pulled down, revealing her snow-white shoulders, she quickly shut the door of the room.
"You bastard, I will kill you..." Xia Zhining struggled violently, but was pinned down by him, her hands constantly slapping the bed, and her long legs kicking furiously.
The sound of a crisp "slap" echoed, silencing the entire room suddenly.
"Behave, and you can spare yourself some pain. Once I finish delivering these hundred lashes, our grudges will be settled." Chen Mo bent down, cradling Xia Zhining like a porcelain doll, whispered in her ear.
