In the small shared apartment, Ethan Fang rolled on the ground with a red face to avoid the attack.
"Yan Yan, can you calm down a little?"
The pervert did not show up, but his cold breath maliciously penetrated into the clothes like a snake, and he could not hide it.
Ethan Fang lifted up his pants that were almost torn off, his face burning, "Let's talk it over, don't use force."
There were footsteps outside the door, followed by a knock on the door.
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