Currently, inside the underground prison…
The sounds of pain and groaning echoed through the space as if a mass torture session was underway.
But there was one exception... a special isolated cell where the noise was completely cut off from the rest of the prison.
This was the private cell Li Feng had moved Yao Xin to.
And currently, inside that special prison, where there should have been solitary silence…
A lewd, rhythmic sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed loudly.
In one of the dark cells, a pair of delicate hands could be seen gripping the thick wooden bars tightly, sliding up and down as if the owner's life depended on it.
Yao Xin's beautiful face was visible slightly, eyes wide and teary, pupils dilated with shock and unwilling pleasure.
Her head jerked back and forth uncontrollably, short strands of hair sticking to her sweaty, flushed face as she gritted her teeth.
