"Ouch…" Nán Wǎnyān instinctively cried out in pain, blood streaming from her forehead. The man behind her let out a furious growl —,She was shocked, yet her body felt limp and weak. A tingling, itching sensation like that of insect bites took over her, making her unable to refuse this encounter.,Air was forced back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She coughed up a large pool of blood, her face pale and strained as she half-slumped against the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath.。