Angie bowed her head and smiled. The two returned to the hotel.

the next day, when the sun came in, Mo Huan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. Last night's events were shown in her mind. Those people's faces, Mo Huan clearly remember, they humiliated her, Mo Huan will definitely find a way to return.

Mo Huan sat up and opened the quilt. His body was full of the blue and purple marks left by his love and several bruises on his legs.

in this way, there's no way to make a movie. The traces on her body can't be covered. There's no way. Mo Huan can...