Juliana Lewis looked up at Zhang Yourong coldly. She advised: "Mr. Zhang, I advise you to stop, or you will die miserably."
Zhang Yourong held a red rope in his hand: "Mrs. Li's skin is so white, she stripped you and tied you with a red rope, which definitely makes your skin as white as coagulated fat."
With that, Zhang Yourong smashed the whip again: "When a whip goes down, the white skin is covered with red marks, and the red and white intersect. It is really stunning in the world."
Yuan Han screamed: "Don't touch her, don't touch her, sister don't care about me, sister go quickly, ah!"
Zhang Yourong ordered coldly: "Take off her clothes! Forget it, I will come in person, beautiful women are always rare."
Juliana Lewis didn't speak, just looked at Zhang Yourong coldly, and his eyes also saw Yuan Han behind him.
Yuan Han gave up padding toes, and the chain tightened his neck. His pale face turned red at this time.