When Zhang Xiaoshan untied his robe, He Qing panicked completely.
It was hard to tell if it was shame or anger, but her face turned beet red, and her eyes were bloodshot.
In this kind of environment, the dark side of a person can be unleashed.
Zhang Xiaoshan stared coldly at He Qing, speaking icily.
"I originally didn't want to provoke you, but you just insist on asking for trouble. It was fine last time when you investigated me, but now you even dare to follow me. Since you insist on finding trouble, I'll grant your wish."
As he spoke, Zhang Xiaoshan was already unclothed.
The well-toned muscles were trembling, eager to act.
He Qing cursed hysterically.
"You shameless scoundrel, I, I belong to the He family. If you dare touch me, my family won't let you go. You'll die a horrible death; you'll die without a burial place."
Her words only further angered Zhang Xiaoshan.
