Chương 128: 128 foaming at the mouth

Liu Zhizhong's escape and retreat was nothing short of an Oscar-worthy performance. He was the epitome of desperation.

Helpless and depressed, frantic and terrified, stumbling along as if drunk, he fled without any sense of direction.

When he retreated into the luxurious bedroom to rest, Zhang Qixiang pounced after him, and he ran scared toward the bed.

"Sister Qixiang, have some self-respect!"

"Sister Qixiang, I'm a married man; I can't be doing this!"

"Sister Qixiang, I can't afford to offend the Zhang Family; I'm begging you... don't come any closer! Ah..."

But, "accidentally," his leg knocked against the foot of the sofa by the bed, and he fell backward onto the bed.

Zhang Qixiang pounced on him at the right moment, utterly ravenous and completely wild.

The divine body, scented with alcohol mixed with magnolia, was burning with desire, simply irresistible.