The evil spirit raised its head and let out a strange laugh. It stuck out its tongue and was ready to enjoy a feast!
It really had a great taste. It would go after the prettiest first, Fong Wenxiang!
The evil spirit tore Fong Wenxiang's clothes apart with a squeak. Its equally-evil hands pinched her chest a few times. A disgusting trail of saliva emerged from its mouth and drenched her body!
Oh dear! This evil spirit was actually a p*****t.
Meanwhile, Fong Wuchen, who was playing dead, was narrowing his eyes the whole time. Fong Wenxiang was his crush. When he saw the evil spirit humiliating someone he liked, he was so angry that his teeth were chattering, his eyes were bloodshot and his fists were tightly-clenched...
The problem was he couldn't move at all. He looked like
