Gate of God Chapter 587 An Odd Pretense

"If you answer correctly, I won't smash it!" Su Qing, who was shivering, said as he stared at Fang Zhengzhi atop the capital gates.

Of course, he knew what Fang Zhengzhi was up to.

But he was also aware of his situation. It felt as though he was a drunk lady pressed under a huge, burly man.

With every inch of her body groped by him.

Although resistance was futile, she would still struggle and scream "No! Stop! Save me! Please let me go…"

It was useless.

But if she didn't scream, what else could she do? Well, she couldn't just shut her mouth or shout "yes, yes, hug me tight, fuck me harder