Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  “Bastard!” Su Qianci screamed, carrying a box of money in her hand, striding forward and rushing toward him.

  The tall man straightened up, turned around and saw her like this. He stuffed the two children into the gap between the two cars, and then he stepped back.

  “You didn’t keep the promise. Didn’t you say that you won’t hurt them?” Su Qianci smashed the box of money at him, kicking at him.

  The tall man lowered his cap and the big sunglasses covered his face. Shocked to see the box coming over, he unconsciously reached out and caught it. However, all of a sudden, Su Qianci’s fist had already come to his ear. A bit stunned, the man shunned sideways and blocked her hand with the box.

  Su Qianci hit the box and hurt her hand. But soon, she kicked her leg toward the man’s crotch. The man shrank backwards and pursed his lips, which were slightly curled. Then, he reached out and grabbed her ankle. She wanted to take her foot back, but the man’s hand was extremely stable.

  Despite that he was wearing large sunglasses, Su Qianci still clearly noticed that his gaze was aiming under her dress. He even blew the whistle. Su Qianci was wearing a summer dress. Although she had safety pants underneath, it shrunk up with her movement.

  As he whistled, Su Qianci’s face suddenly became red. She roared, “Pervert!”


  The man did not say anything and grabbed her ankle with his big hand, pulling her close. Su Qianci lost balance and exclaimed.

  Just as she thought she was going to fall, a big hand buckled her shoulder and picked her up. She was pinned against the rough wall. Angry, she raised her hand and attacked under his arm. This was a killer move taught by Li Jinnan. No matter how strong the opponent was, once their armpits were pressed, their hands would become sore.

  But the man seemed to see through her moves. He took her arm back and smiled provocatively at her. His hands on her shoulders gradually moved down, rubbing her waist and side……

  “Ah!” Su Qianci bristled. And when she raised her fist the punch at his face, the man had pulled back. “Don’t run!”


  Seeing that he was about to turn and flee, Su Qianci was so angry that she took off her high heels and threw it at the back of his head.

  The man was hit, but he was not in a hurry to turn around. After hearing the footsteps behind him got close, he turned back and held Su Qianci’s hand, twisting it backward. Su Qianci screamed, and then she was pinned down on a nearby car.

  One of the man’s hands reached her buttocks, and his head suddenly approached hers. Su Qianci felt the hot breath in her ear and became limp. She screamed with anger, “Bastard, let go!”


  The man chuckled and whispered into her ear. His deliberately lowered his voice so it was hoarse. There was no way to tell what his voice really sounded like. He said, “So hot, it is easy to provoke men’s desire for conquest like that, President Su.”