It was an empty dance room with full body mirrors.

Xia Ran fell to the ground, her hair was severely pulled up, the other party was too hard, her eyebrows were bloody.

Blood, blurred her eyes.

The ugly words of the other party drew the trivial laughter of several men in the room. Through the mirror, we could see their lustful eyes.

They are like hungry wolves waiting to eat fat sheep. They can't wait with their hands tightly tugging at the corners of their clothes.

"Don't talk? If you don't say anything, that's the default.

"Xia Ran Ran, you have to face too."

"I don't think you want this...