She didn't want to die in this place, let alone for this reason.
But, who can come to save her?
Fang Cheng had already taken off his own clothes, and then pulled on the only remaining men's shirt on her body. The woman's crystal skin shone like jade under the candlelight.
He swallowed and groped her body with his rough palms.
Su Qianqian turned her head to the side and looked at the dancing firelight on the candlestick not far away.
This is her nightmare, and when will this nightmare end?
Lance was standing by the window. The position where he stood was exactly where Su Qianqian turned her head.
He knew that Su Qianqian could see him.
As long as she makes a move of resistance, he will save her.
But even if Fang Cheng took off her clothes, she didn't show any resistance.
He suddenly felt uncomfortable.
When Fang Cheng pinched her waist and was about to enter, a bullet suddenly passed by his ear.
The man was so frightened that he jumped up from the bed. When he turned around, he saw Lance standing by the window.
"Master Lance!" he screamed, his legs weak from fear.
Lance walked in and didn't look at him. He just stepped forward and hugged Su Qianqian under the quilt, then carried her out.
He lived very close to here, separated by two bamboo houses. He threw her on his bed, looked at her and asked, "Why don't you resist?"
In the end, Fang Cheng had already let go of her hand. She wanted to resist, but how could she not be able to?
Su Qianqian raised her head and looked at him. She laughed softly and asked, "You said that I brought it upon myself. Now that I listen to you, why do you ask me this question again?"
"..."
"Aren't you happy that I have to suffer less?"
She smiled slightly, but her bright eyes were dim.
Lance stared at her for a long time, then bowed his head and kissed her lips directly.
He has been wanting to do this for the past few days, but has been struggling with no reason.
But what reason is needed for such a thing?
He did what he wanted to do.
But Su Qianqian still bit him.
He pinched her chin, looked at her fierce look, and laughed again: "Why, you can't even touch me?"
His pine green eyes were dancing with dark light, like the bloodthirsty killing intent in the eyes of a vicious wolf, which made people shudder.
Su Qianqian frowned in disgust: "Don't touch me."
He rubbed her lips with his thumb and snorted softly: "Do I have to touch it?"
After saying that, he lowered his head and bit her lips again.
This time, he never let go of her chin, making it impossible for her to close her teeth. He pressed down, directly squeezing the person underneath him.
He smiled ambiguously at her: "How about you follow me? I promise not to let anyone else touch you again?"
Su Qianqian's little face wrinkled up. After hearing his words, she just whispered one word: "Get out!"
Lance was not annoyed, but slowly threatened her: "There are all men here, and you are the only woman. Even if I don't touch you, someone will want to have sex with you. If you follow me, at least I will be the only one touching you."
Do you think it’s better to have one person or ten people?”
Su Qianqian stared at him and sneered: "What do you think is the difference between ten people and one person?"
To her, being raped means being raped, whether it’s one person or two, what’s the difference?
Lance looked at her frozen eyes and reached out to touch her face.