Shen Jingli's body was about to reach her, and the hand at her waist had been removed. The hand covering her mouth was also gone. Shen Jingli wanted to get up, but she found that she could not move. After a long while, she realized that her acupoints had been hit. The person behind her, however, did not move at all.
"Who are you? Let me go." Shen Jingli asked in a low voice. Her deep voice was a little gloomy in the dark night, and she even felt a little bit gloomy on her face.
A faint but creepy smile came from behind him. Shen Jingli could feel that the man was lying on his stomach not far away from her because the heat from his laughter lingered around her neck and did not disperse for a long time. Another hand behind her caught her by the waist, and with a force, she flew to Mo Ziyin
