Mo Li grabbed the gun and pointed it at Fang Zhuo, his hands trembling: "Let me go."
Fang Zhuo had a cruel smile on his face and approached step by step: "Just shoot."
"No!" Li Li shouted like crazy: "Don't force me."
Seeing Fang Zhuo getting closer and closer, his body shook even more violently. He was so frightened that he could no longer hold the gun and dropped it to the ground. Mo Li's legs were so weak that he almost fell to the ground.
Fang Zhuo sighed, stretched out his hand, held her waist, and gently bit Mo Li's ear: "You can't do it, you love me."