"Heh—"
In the silent night, a man let out a low laugh: "Kiddo, do you know what goes around comes around?"
Song Yi: ".....?"
"Now you've crossed me, had your fill."
"Later, let's see if you still want it?"
Song Yi: "...."
She suddenly felt like she had done something quite foolish.
...
That night, both of them slept well.
Song Yi was held in his arms, gradually falling asleep.
The joy of having a boyfriend, so much happiness, coming out of the bathroom feeling relaxed and then sleeping in his embrace, was very sweet and blissful.
She drifted off to sleep slowly, a smile on her lips.
Suddenly, it felt like a cold hand had dragged her into a dark place.
Song Yi shivered all over, opened her eyes, and everything around was pitch black, nothing there.
Moreover, it was very cold, very cold, her body was trembling.
"Clack—" Suddenly a door opened with a sound, weak light shone in from outside.
Two men walked in, their footsteps heavy.
