"Oh, this little beauty is quite bold, not liking hotels, but preferring the men's restroom..."
Charlie had just let out a wicked smile when he suddenly felt a chill at the back of his neck, and his whole body went rigid.
His body was beyond control, as Qin Xin dragged him into the restroom like a dead dog.
Terror!
What kind of anesthetic did this woman use on him that rendered him immobile?
Moreover, he was a professional race car driver, strong and sturdy, weighing 170 pounds.
Could this little beauty even weigh 90 pounds? Yet she could drag double her weight?
How perverse must her strength be?
