Chapter 3: He must not be

She couldn't figure out the situation for a while. Isn't she dining with Yunene? how come?
The stomach is getting more and more uncomfortable, but the body is generally uncomfortable like being burned.
The wretched smiles of the three men awakened her violently. She twisted her body strenuously, with a hint of panic in her tone, "Who are you? What are you going to do? Let me go... Get away, let me go... …"
Li Xiaoman twisted his body desperately, but the few men who pressed on her were as steady as Taishan, immobile.
"Hey...Don't move, brothers will hurt you well." One of the men said wretchedly, forcing Li Xiaoman's dress to the waist.
The upper body was , and the suffocating scenery in front of her chest fell into the eyes of the three lewd men, attracting their animalism.
Upon seeing this, Li Xiaoman panicly tried to reach out and covered it, but was held in both hands by two men. Her struggling wrists were red and did not struggle to open.
A sense of humiliation and panic that had never been hit her, she shook her head desperately, avoiding the kiss of the wicked man, the crystal mist in the water eyes, "Don’t touch me... Get away, you guys Hooligans, don't touch me, get away... Yunene, save me, Yunene..."
One of the wretched men said disdainfully: "Huh, what a prettier chastity girl, and brothers who are tired of playing will naturally let you go, don't shout, he won't come to save you, he paid for us to play Yours, President Huo is really generous, even his wife is willing to let people play, haha..."
The wretched man finished, and his disgusting hands hit Li Xiaoman's chest.
Hearing the words of the wretched man, Li Xiaoman suddenly stopped struggling. He was deaf in both ears. He could not hear any sound. His head was blank. Only the wretched man said that Huo Yunene spent money to invite them to play. Her words kept echoing in her mind.
No, it can't be Yunene. It's impossible. Even if he doesn't love her and hates her anymore, he won't treat her like this. It must not be him, it must not be.
Seeing her no longer resisting, the wretched man gave her a surprised look, and then looked at her with a wry smile and then pounced on her again.
Suddenly, a tall, tall man walked into the room, exuding a terrifying momentum all over his body. He was agile, and pulled one of the wretched men from Li Xiaoman's body.
The wretched male who was torn up scolded: "md! Who is good for bad labor?"
As soon as he turned around, he could see the cold face of the man, and he was facing his cold, cold sword-like gaze.
Leng Jun's man exudes a terrifying and intimidating spirit, like Satan from hell, the temperature in the air seems to drop at the speed of a rocket because of his appearance.
His alluring thin lips squeezed, overflowing with a cold voice, and the voice was as cold as the sound from the cold lake, "youbastard!"
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