"Birthday cake?"
In Yu Lili's mind, there was a shoe swaying in front of her, and just above it, there was a smear of white cake.
"Lick it clean!"
Ou Ming's voice seemed to be ringing in her mind.
Shen Zhilie saw her expression change. Holding the lighter in his hand, he walked quietly to her side.
Yu Lili stared at the blue flame, and it seemed to be a nightclub. In the nightclub, men and women were dancing wildly, and there were beautiful bar girls who were watching her and laughing at her.
Countless pairs of eyes were staring them, their gazes filled with contempt, ridicule, sympathy, as if they were saying: Lick it clean, lick it clean, lick it clean!
Yu Lili stood there. She wanted to escape, but there was another person behind her who stopped her.
Shame, desperation.
Yu Lili had never experienced such an unbearable situation. But then, the scene shifted to something that was even worse.
