Chapter 40 I Will Make Up For It This Time

• Pinning her resistant hands down on each side, Shang Tingli proceeded to place his scorching palms upon her tender little hands. He pressed against her with so much pressure, preventing her from even budging an inch.
• “Let go of me!” Cen Yao struggled.
• Tiliting her head slightly, she observed his actions. He was pressing directly onto her panties with the fingers of his right hand. Her mind exploded, while her face flushed a crimson red.