Zhuang Long grabbed her neck tightly with one hand. The gap between her Adam's apple was completely sealed, and she could not breathe.
Those who had not had their throats strangled before had never felt suffocation. They could not understand Xiao Li's pain at that time.
She could not say a word, and her face quickly turned green. Xiao Li used her hands to pat Zhuang Long's back, wanting to wake him up from his crazy state. Zhuang Long was completely unaware. He even increased the strength in his hands. He stared at Xiao Li's bruised face with hatred and asked her in a gloomy and heartless tone, "You dare to hit him, do you want to die?"
Xiao Li shook her head hard, her tears falling from the pain.
Realizing that she could not wake Zhuang Long up, Xiao Li touched the bottle of red wine behind her. She gripped the red wine tightly and raised it before putting it down.