"What are you trying to do... ah!"
Xuan Ling felt Fang Zhou pull down her pants, the wind chilled her bottom, and her heart suddenly panicked.
Although Xuan Ling had always clamored to push Fang Zhou, to conquer this repulsive man, when the moment came, she was a bit fearful.
But she still pretended to be calm on her face, even starting to mock: "What, not satisfied with seducing General Zhao, now you want to seduce me too? Just pulling down my pants, huh? If you have the guts, take yours off too, strip naked and let me see..."
Fang Zhou didn't expect her to be so defiant even when facing death, so he slapped her butt directly.
"Slap—"
The crisp sound spread far within the gourd space.
Xuan Ling had already anticipated what Fang Zhou was going to do, so she bit her tongue not to scream, but her entire face flushed red from anger.
She gritted her teeth: "Is this all you can do?"
