Bai Shuang stood up naked.
Barefoot.
Step by step, she walked towards the coffee table filled with wine bottles.
At that moment.
Lu Wenyuan's hand suddenly twitched, and he murmured, "Chen Fang, I'll kill you, I'll definitely kill you..."
Bai Shuang was startled, froze in place, holding her breath.
She observed for a moment.
No abnormalities were seen.
She took another deep breath.
Picked up a wine bottle from the table, used almost all her strength, and smashed it hard onto Lu Wenyuan's head.
With a bang.
The bottle shattered instantly.
The intense pain woke Lu Wenyuan up.
He opened his eyes and saw Bai Shuang holding a bottle, her face full of rage.
Cursing, "You bitch, you're looking..."
The last word.
He didn't have time to say.
Bai Shuang struck again.
The broken bottle became a sharp weapon.
She could no longer care.
She fiercely stabbed toward Lu Wenyuan's chest.
The sound of squelching was heard, and a rush of warm liquid splashed onto her face.
