"I-" Han Yiwei wanted to say something, but was blocked by Zhou Song.

Subsequently, a new round of the most primitive movement took place in the room.

Roy peered through the crack in the door, and Roy stared wide-eyed into the room. A man on and off, two people, panting slightly.

Roy felt that his three views and facial features were shocked.

These two men, one is her best male girlfriend, who grew up together, and she thought they would be good friends for life.

One is his favorite boyfriend. Obviously, on the phone before, Zhou Song was still very doting on himself, but he changed in a blink of an eye.

They are doing the most intimate things in Zhou Song's room.

Zhou Song in the room was vulgar and full of wildness, full of masculinity.

It's different from the gentle boyfriend I see on weekdays.

Zhou Song and Han Yiwei, are they true love?

In the room, the activity between the two men became more and more intense, Roy heard the sound of the bed vibrating more and more intensely, Zhou Song's voice became louder and louder, and the language he spoke became more and more vulgar. Han Yiwei's voice is also getting louder and sharper.

The room was getting hotter and hotter, and Roy felt his heart grow colder.

Roy stood outside the room, stunned for a while, and finally, glanced at the sweet-scented cake in his hand, a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, and his dark brown eyes seemed to have ten thousand years of cold ice in them. Eventually, the ice melted away and turned into a line of tears.

At this point, Roy looked like a fragile porcelain doll.

"Slut!" Roy roared inwardly. She wanted to rush up immediately, dismantle the pair of dog men and men, and pour sulfuric acid on them.

However, her pride prevented her from stepping forward to tear the two apart like a shrew.

Moreover, she really cares about the two of them.

And finally—

Roy walked away gently, just as she had crept in before, waving his sleeve without taking a cloud with him.

The seemingly free and easy figure, the light and agile steps, only Roy himself knows, every step is like being filled with lead.

Every step he takes, just like the little mermaid who exchanged her singing voice for a pair of legs, every step is like walking on a knife, and in his ears, he can clearly hear the sound of the direct collision between the knife and the flesh, as well as the sound of blood dripping to the ground. The sound is in your ears.

When Roy walked to the door and lifted his suitcase, tears welled up even more.

Both of them are very concerned about themselves, and the betrayal of the two people is like a double blow to Roy.

She didn't know when Zhou Song and Han Yiwei were together.

How long have you been deceived like a fool?

Roy put her thoughts aside, pulled a box and a cake, looked ahead, tears blurred the road ahead, and she ran the sidewalk beside the road.

Accidentally, Roy almost tripped over something soft.

Roy finally stabilized herself, facing double betrayal today, and was about to trip over something, her dark brown eyes with a touch of displeasure.

Roy turned around, trying to kick something that tripped over him and let it off.

But as soon as she turned around—

"Whoa—"

A scream woke Roy out of his rage.

Roy was so frightened by the scream that she was about to throw herself back, and she struggled to hold herself steady so that she wouldn't fall.

She calmed down and saw a large Tibetan mastiff barking at her.

"Oh my god!" What a big dog.

Roy's smart eyes widened. She felt like her heart was going to jump out of her throat.

Roy's hands clenched his suitcase and the cake in his hand.

Settle down, and immediately-

Run!