Chapter 720: That's My Sister

He held her student ID with two slender and beautiful fingers, inspecting it carefully. Embossed on it were several golden characters:

[Onistead Art College.

Freshman, Class One of Art, Nora.]

His well-defined large hand toyed with her student ID for a while, and in the next moment, it was tucked into his own overcoat pocket. At the same time, he coldly flicked her chin, leaving two distinct fingerprints on her delicately carved chin. It blushed a deep crimson.

His gaze involuntarily shifted down to the fair, parted thighs of the woman sitting beside him.

With a light chuckle, he bent his tall figure towards the girl's ear and suddenly had an idea, his voice hoarse as he whispered in her ear:

"If you dare to bully Cheyenne again in the future, I won't spare you. By then, I'll get you raped first and then killed. Understand?"

The man's low, magnetic trailing tone was drawn out for a long time. The content of his words instantly made Nora's face flush. His laughter was like that of a genuine demon.

After his harsh words, the man got up, and with big strides, left the place, with the bald man hurrying to catch up.

"Boss, about the deal..." he hurriedly asked.

"I'm not in the mood right now."

As he spoke, that black figure disappeared into the dark night, gradually fading into the distance.

It wasn't until the two had left for a long time that Nora sat back on the ground with weak legs.

She thought with lingering fear:

This is probably what it's like to brush shoulders with the grim reaper.

It had been almost a month since the last incident.

But Nora would always dream of the man, his deep and magnetic voice ringing in her ears.

on her thighs in her

up drenched in

was

clock on the table showed that it

Oh no!

was going to

about Omari's warning to her and hastily put on her school uniform, grabbing her bag, ready to

was knitting a sweater,

weekend today. Where are you

Weekend!

stunned, then

was the weekend, she didn't have

lot of study pressure, you need to learn to relax," her mother said as she got up and walked over. Looking at the proud daughter in front of

lazy, while Nora, on the contrary, worked too hard,

obediently, put down her bag and

to Fustroydor. Didn't you want that swan dress? I'll ask

talk about it

phone in her

and the voice on the other end of the phone was

Club Century now. Do you want to come?

her mention Stephen, Nora got

she said, "Okay, give me

out for a

finally raised her head from a pile of tangled yarn, raising her eyebrows with

are you going? There's no

determination. "Mom, you should know the Davidson family, right? I'm going to attend the birthday

couldn't stop laughing,

knitting needle

In

sent Nora off with joy before reminding her, "Nora, hurry up and go. Do you need to change your clothes? How about the new

can take care of it

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