The man's hand moved forward along the patent leather boots, and was about to touch Rain's inner thigh. Her face was flushed with suffocation, knowing that at this time, only the man beside her could save her.
Nael propped his head with his left hand, while his right hand rested on the steering wheel, and he beat the rhythm lightly. There was a smile on his mouth. He likes disobedient women with a proper personality, but if they go too far, he has no patience.
"I'm sorry." Rain was also panicked.
"What?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Rain's voice was sharp, and she was already lying on the passenger seat.
The eardrums were pierced, deafening. This time, Nael did not pretend not to hear, he partnered with his right hand, and slammed on the accelerator, only to hear a 'boom', and all the hand
