Ling Youmei's mouth stiffened and her eyes flickered: "Actually, I came to the bar tonight to wait for someone!"

"Wait for who? That man called Joe?" Ho Shaohui's handsome face changed slightly, and his eyes shot out a terrifying cold light.

"You know Joe?" Ling Youmei was shocked once again, her eyes wide open.

Ho Shaohui's thin lips curled up coldly, and his voice revealed a hint of evilness and coldness, and even a hint of anger: "You were the one who told me just now, you said that he was very good in bed..."

... "" Ling Youmei was instantly shocked as if she had been struck by lightning. Why did she even tell him this?

"What's your relationship with him?" Ho Shaohui slowly approached her, his eyes surging with a cold hostility and an oppressive aura.

Ling Youmei's entire body tensed up when he looked at her with such a sharp gaze. She suddenly felt like she couldn't breathe.

At this moment, the phone in her pocket suddenly rang.

Ling Youmei's attention was diverted, and she hurriedly picked up her phone to answer the call.

Joe's familiar low voice came from the other side of the phone, "Where is it?"

"I..." Ling Youmei looked around where she was. This should be the men's washroom.

Damn it, she was actually brought to the men's washroom by Master Ho!

How was she supposed to tell Joe this!

"I'm already at the bar. Where are you?" Joe was silent for a moment and continued to ask.

"Wait for me, I'll come find you right away!" Ling Youmei said quickly, hung up the phone, and walked towards the bathroom door.

However, Ho Shaohui blocked her path and looked down at her from above. His expression was strange and dark: "Is it that Joe?"

"Yes." Ling Youmei raised her eyebrows and replied in a low voice.

"He's your lover?" Ho Shaohui stared at her with a sharp gaze, and asked in a low and unhappy voice.

Ling Youmei glanced at him and said unhappily: "This seems to be my private matter, it has nothing to do with you, right? You are just a guest of my inn."

"I used to be, but just now, my relationship with you has undergone a substantial change." Ho Shaohui's deep eyes stared at her, and his handsome and tall figure leaned down.

Ling Youmei had a puzzled expression as she shrugged her shoulders and retorted, "What's the change? We didn't really do it..."

Before she could finish, he interrupted her.

"Not just now, but now!" Ho Shaohui's evil eyes were filled with arrogance and arrogance as he smiled.

Ling Youmei's body couldn't help but tremble, and she subconsciously frowned.

What did he mean by that?

Ho Shaohui's eyes instantly became incomparably deep, and he lowered his head to cover her red lips.

"Ugh..."

Ling Youmei instinctively dodged, her hands immediately pressed against his chest, wanting to push him away.

However, the more she resisted, the harder Ho Shaohui kissed her.

His eyes were filled with rage as he stared at her. His large hand tightly grabbed her waist, not allowing her to dodge at all.

Ling Youmei kept twisting her body, completely refusing to cooperate with his kiss.

Ho Shaohui bit her red lips hatefully as punishment.

"It hurts!" Ling Youmei frowned and instinctively shouted.

"If it hurts, then it's right. Only pain can make you remember me! In a while, it will only make you feel more pain than now!"

Ho Shaohui sneered and bit her lips once again. His eyes were filled with a profound evilness.

His kiss was very urgent and rude. Waves of pain came from Ling Youmei's lips.

She did not want to be outdone and grabbed onto his back, intentionally using her long nails to dig into his skin.

The pain on his back made Ho Shaohui frown slightly, but he did not feel disgusted at all. Instead, he had an indescribable feeling.

This woman was very wild and suited his taste!

Very few women dared to resist him like this. He loved to tame wild little cats like her the most.

"Woman, are you trying to seduce me on purpose?" He slightly released her lips. His eyes were filled with fire as his bewitching voice slowly sounded.

"Who seduced you? Bastard, let go of me!" Ling Youmei's pupils shrank as she angrily beat him.

"Can you bear to let me go now?" Ho Shaohui pressed her against the wall, his eyes full of aggression. He tightened his grip on her waist, making her lean closer to him.

Ling Youmei struggled uneasily, and just as she was about to instinctively open her mouth to refute, her red lips were once again blocked by him.

His eyes became even darker, reflecting her shadow, as if he wanted to burn her up.

The kiss was like a storm, sweeping over her domineeringly.

Ling Youmei opened her eyes wide, and then steeled her heart, biting back at him in revenge.

Ho Shaohui's burning gaze tightly locked onto her, as if he did not mind being bitten by her at all. Instead, he enjoyed it very much, and his big palm moved around irregularly.

Ling Youmei heard the faint sound of a zipper.

Before she could react, her underwear had already been torn off.

Ling Youmei's mind went blank. Just as she was about to cry out in alarm, the bathroom door was pushed open from the outside.

"I was wondering why the bathroom door was always closed. So there was a wild mandarin duck having an affair inside."

A drunk bearded man staggered in. Seeing the scene in front of him, he immediately smiled ambiguously.

Ling Youmei's entire body trembled, her expression was awkward and stiff, and she panicked in her heart.

Seeing Ho Shaohui frown and glare at the drunk man, she raised her foot and stomped on Ho Shaohui's shoes with her high heels.

His face changed in pain, and his eyes were covered with a layer of dark emotions.

Ling Youmei glared at him, took the opportunity to push him away and escape.

After leaving the bathroom, the smell of perfume, tobacco, and alcohol in the bar rushed over.

Ling Youmei frowned slightly. Without her underwear, she only felt a cool sensation below her.

But now was obviously not the time to go back and ask Ho Shaohui for her underwear.

When the few people at the door of the bathroom saw her come out of the men's room in a disheveled state, they all looked at her strangely and pointed at her.

Ling Youmei did not care about the gazes of the others and quickly left with her head lowered.

As she ran, she nervously looked back, afraid that Ho Shaohui would catch up again.

With the deafening music beside her ears, Ling Youmei quickened her pace, wanting to leave this bar as soon as possible.

Suddenly, her feet staggered and she screamed, "Ah!" She bumped into a wall of people.

The expected pain did not come. She subconsciously reached out to touch the wall she was stuck to.

It was warm and hard to the touch, and there was a familiar masculine scent.

Ling Youmei raised her head in a daze and looked into a pair of eyes that were as black as a deep valley.

"Joe!"

After recognizing his familiar eyes, her heart skipped a beat as she cried out in disbelief.