But against Zi Zhenzhu, her strength was like scratching an itch through a boot.
Zi Zhenzhu tightened her arms, holding her even closer, her smile carrying a hint of certainty that she would get what she wanted:
"Stop struggling. You can't escape. No one I, Zi Zhenzhu, have set my sights on has ever gotten away."
Ning Rongrong was both embarrassed and furious. Her eyes reddened slightly as she kept channeling her Soul Power, trying to push her away, her voice choked with tears:
"We're both girls! How can we do this? Let me go!"
"Hmph, who says girls can't be together?" Zi Zhenzhu raised an eyebrow, her tone carrying a touch of stubbornness.
"Whatever that rotten man can give you, I can give you too-even more! I'll prove I'm no worse than they are!"
As she spoke, she actually swept Ning Rongrong up in a bridal carry and turned to head into the room.
"Let me go! Let go!"
Frantic, Ning Rongrong shoved hard against her shoulders with her little hands, her slender legs kicking nonstop in the air.
"You pervert! Let me go! Su Yu will definitely come and save me!"
But Zi Zhenzhu acted as though she had heard nothing. She kept walking, a smile of absolute confidence on her face.
Zi Zhenzhu carried Ning Rongrong into the inner room and put her on the bed without allowing any protest.
Ning Rongrong's heart clenched. She hurriedly shrank toward the inside of the bed, her eyes filled with wariness and resistance.
But Zi Zhenzhu pressed closer, reaching out to catch Ning Rongrong's ankle and tugging her gently back, her tone carrying a hint of teasing:
"Rongrong, stop running. We're the only two here. Even if you shout, no one can come in right away."
"Let go of me!"