Su Nuanwen looked up at him fearfully. Fang Mujin's eyes flashed a touch of abuse and destruction. The next second, he suddenly reached out and tore Su Nuanwen's thin pajamas into pieces.

"Ah..." The woman feels cold, and the conditioned hand protects her chest. She stretches out her hand and pulls the quilt to cover her body.

"Well, where on your body I haven't seen or touched..."

"Su Nuanwen, I have given you gentleness and respect, but if you don't, then don't blame me me for my inhumanity..." Fang Mujin's words are endlessly cold and thin, but more anger.

"I... I don't understand what you mean... You... Don't mess around..."...