"Xiao San, Third Brother, save me! Save me."
Tears filled Xiao Wu's eyes as she began struggling desperately, yet no matter what she did, she could not break free from that strange uncle's grasp.
One of Bu Le's hands was tightly clamped around Xiao Wu's neck, leaving her unable to move or resist, while the other roamed incessantly over her body.
Her clothes began falling away piece by piece, exposing skin as pale and smooth as white jade.
Seeing the drool continuously dripping from Bu Le's mouth, and the smug, lewd smile on his face as he looked at him with blatant provocation—
Tang San's eyes were about to split apart, yet he could do nothing.
Blood began dripping from the corners of his eyes, but with every bone in his body shattered, he could only watch helplessly as Xiao Wu was humiliated and violated.
In Bu Le's control, Xiao Wu's pretty face was deathly pale and utterly ashen. Her hollow eyes stared straight at Tang San, filled with despair and hatred.
And that despair and hatred were not directed at Bu Le at all, but entirely at Tang San, as if she were accusing him: Why didn't he save her? Why? Why?
"No, don't."
Tang San wanted to shout, but he could not make a sound. He wanted to get up, but he could not move no matter what.
But at that moment, Bu Le's sinful hand had already reached toward the most private part of Xiao Wu's body. Immediately afterward, Tang San saw the most unbearable sight of both his lifetimes.
And the people acting out that scene were his beloved Xiao Wu and a lecherous uncle in his forties.
"Little beauty, since you can't resist, just enjoy it. Uncle will be gentle with you. Hahahaha."
Bu Le's