She only dared to look him in the eye once more, and the spot where she had been brutally beaten before started throbbing with pain again, as if possessed.
That bald guy has caused him a lot of silent suffering!
But he dared not tell anyone.
"Sleep? That makes sense..."
Du Guanglong, without anyone noticing, had picked up a shoehorn, and with a smirk, casually lifted the bath towel off his body.
Then, with a look of disgust, he stood up and threw the shoehorn in front of Lu Han.
"You have one minute to get dressed and wait for the third brother to ask you questions!"
Only after Du Guanglong reminded her did Lu Han realize there was another person.
And that person was standing in front of the bedside table, holding his phone. His tall, slender back was so familiar; he dreamed of strangling him!
"Lu Yi?"
Lu Han shakily got up from the floor and reached for the shorts under the blanket at the foot of the bed.
Ignoring the sticky filth inside, he hastily put it on and screamed.
"What, I thought you were waiting for me? Didn't you think about this when you were doing something bad?"
Lu Yi turned around and tossed the phone to Du Guanglong.
She crossed her arms and looked at him with a leisurely air.
That look in his eyes wasn't as eager as a tiger or leopard hunting its prey; it revealed an elusive, sinister quality, unfathomable and deep, like an ancient well that had been untouched for millennia.
A cold wave rippled through the air, and Lu Han was unable to move.
The hand holding the trousers hung stiffly in mid-air, unable to press down no matter what.
"What bad thing... What are you talking about, bro?"
He made several gurgling sounds in his throat, and the tone of his voice changed as he spoke.
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