บท 337: He's Here

Shu Pan leaned against the sofa, listening to the sound of the camera shutter, feeling as if she heard the cry of a demon.

Clutching the torn fabric around her collar, Shu Pan curled up, desperately trying to shield herself. Despite her efforts, large patches of fair skin caught the eyes of the men.

Shu Pan could vaguely sense their lecherous gaze. After taking a few pictures to satisfy their boss, the chubby man started to have impure thoughts.

He looked at Shu Pan with burning eyes. At this moment, the delicate and pitiful Xiaomei seemed like a plucked flower, making one irresistibly want to embrace her.

He smiled and approached Shu Pan, intending to reach out and grab her.

In a reflex action, Shu Pan jumped up and grabbed the ashtray on the table, smashing it towards the man's head.

The chubby guy's forehead was cut open, and blood dripped down his face. Holding his wound, he exclaimed in shock, "D*mn, looking for a fight?"