The man said gloomily: "If you don't tell the truth, I'll cut your tongue out." ”

Sang Jiaojiao's eyes rolled, and he saw that he actually took out a knife!

With a grim smile on the man's face, he let go of the hand that was pinching her chin, and then slapped her face with the back of the knife fiercely: "I'll talk about it later." ”

Sang Jiaojiao was really frightened, she felt that her legs were weak and weak, and she couldn't support her standing and trembled slightly.

However, Ember was so good to her.

The picture of them getting along during this time flashed in her mind, although he was fierce and loved to bully her.

But for Sang Jiaojiao, Xiao Yueyan has a life-saving grace for her, and she must not betray him!

She bit her lip and shook her head firmly, "I haven't seen it." ”

The man glanced at her with a smile, his eyes full of mockery, and the knife in his hand slammed into the gap between him and Sang Jiaojiao!

Sang Jiaojiao's heart kept trembling, she secretly licked her lips, trying to keep herself calm!

The man picked up the wine glass on the table and tasted it leisurely, as if it was not in a noisy bar now, but in the back garden of his house.

The longer it dragged on, the more nervous Sang Jiaojiao became, she felt that her tight strings were about to break, and beads of sweat ran down her chin and dripped onto her hands that were tightly tugging at her skirt. The atmosphere has been suppressed to the limit.

The man suddenly said casually: "Then, draw the man who went to the bureau with you to make a record before." ”

Someone had already prepared a pen and paper and handed it to Sang Jiaojiao.

She sighed and took it tremblingly.

Sang Jiaojiao silently thought in her heart: An old man Ding, borrow two of us briquettes, I said three days to pay back, he said four days to return, a baked cake three cents three, three leeks three cents, a piece of tofu six cents six, two leeks do not need money.

Immediately, an improved version of the old man Ding with hair jumped on the paper.

Sang Jiaojiao smiled at the man awkwardly and stuck out his tongue: "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at drawing." ”

None of the people around her saw through her little tricks, and several bodyguards even took the portrait to the dance floor with a serious look on their faces.

Sang Jiaojiao curled up in the sofa and muttered: If you can find it, there will be ghosts.

Unexpectedly, after a while, a man was really brought back.

The man is as thin as a chick, not to mention that he really looks a little bit like the portrait.

Sang Jiaojiao blurted out: "WOC......!

The man's eagle eyes glanced at her, and Sang Jiaojiao swallowed the second half of the words into her stomach.

"Ah...... I...... My Baby!"

Sang Jiaojiao gritted his teeth, rushed over with an arrow, hugged the little chick's arm tightly, shook his arm and pouted and looked at him aggrievedly.

The little chick looked around with a frightened expression, several men sitting on the sofa looked like big guys, and there were even bodyguards wearing exactly the same black suit standing around, and a group of people exuded murderous aura.

He stiffened his neck and slowly turned to Sang Jiaojiao, who seemed to be a little easier to bully: "You, who are you ......?"

Sang Jiaojiao smiled and played a round game, not giving him a chance to talk more, "Baby, why are you here." ”

With that, Sang Jiaojiao forcibly pressed his head on his shoulder.

The man opposite looked at her with an unfathomable look in his eyes and an indifferent expression.

Sang Jiaojiao hurriedly grabbed the little chick's hand and wrapped it around his back, letting him wrap it tightly around his slender waist, and then she used her hand to wrap the little chick around.