"Yo, a feisty lady, haha, but I like your type, a strong woman is the most fun in bed!" Hu Anba made a slurping sound, as if sucking his saliva, shook his wrist that had been kicked, and reached out again.
The woman's muffled cries grew louder. She couldn't speak but could hear. Seeing that she was about to be humiliated, she wished she could die immediately. Unfortunately, she was tied up, unable to struggle, and couldn't even choose death. As for biting her tongue to commit suicide, she didn't even consider it—one could bite off their tongue but wouldn't die; if anyone actually died from it, it was more likely due to the pain.
Oh God, if someone could save me now, I'd marry him, really, I'm not lying, the woman thought desperately.
