it."Her craftsmanship, while she won awards during her student days, has been almost nonexistent these past few years. Naturally, it couldn't compare to Night Owl Custom Tailor's suits; at best, it w..."You bastard, I'll kill you!" Su Han, who was dragged back, raised her hand to slap Zhang Coach's wretched face, but before she could even touch him, Zhang Coach grabbed her hand and pressed it down beside her head. 。"Okay, but before that, let me have some fun with you." 。Coach Zhang grabbed Su Han's hands with one hand, fixing them above her head. With his other hand, he grasped Su Han's clothes and ripped them forcefully. 。

"Rip" 。a sound 。The buttons on the leisure suit all burst open. 。"No~~~" Su Han cried out weakly, tears streaming down her face. She struggled, she twisted her body, but she still couldn't break free from Coach Zhang's grip. 。"Don't cry, this is just the beginning." 。 she heard his voice, "You're here, just in time for dinner." 。"Hou Shao walked to the bed and looked at the table full of dishes. His eyebrows furrowed slightly." 。It feels like she just finished a m...