Chapter 69 A hundred tears cannot be ridden
The police are always late in the movies, and the police in Rome are no better than in Italy, with police cars coming from all sides as police lights flicker and roar.
The speed of the police car was not fast, and when Qian Pi found Shen Jiannan and his party, he hurriedly stopped the car and pulled the door and walked over quickly.
"Shen. Are you okay, did they hurt you. ”
Shen Jiannan's cheek muscles twitched a few times, he didn't want to answer this question, now, he just wanted to go back and take a good shower and find this place.
"I'm fine. ”
Qian Pi breathed a sigh of relief, he had already prepared for the worst, he didn't expect Shen Jiannan to come out so soon.
"That's good. What the hell is going on, how did you get into trouble with the people of the Katina family?"
"I don't know. But for now, I don't want to talk about that. Can I go back and get some rest?"
“......”
Shen Jiannan didn't want to stay here for a moment, he felt like the most disgusting thing was glued to his whole body, no, or rather, it was like a stain on a transparent white paper, and it was really uncomfortable if he didn't wash it.
After briefly explaining to Qian Pi, Shen Jiannan got into the car, and Tang Dunhou and the three of them saw that his face was ugly, and they didn't dare to ask anything, so they hurriedly started the car.
Anger, fear, and physical exhaustion came in waves, leaning on the leather back seat of the car, Shen Jiannan closed his eyes and wanted to rest, but he couldn't sleep.
The blood-red silk dress, as bright red as a poppy, lingered in consciousness for a long time, and the cold pistol metal, clinging to the skin, like a soul-devouring ant constantly tearing at the heart.
The huge sense of shame made Shen Jiannan unconsciously clench his fists fiercely.
It's not that he hasn't been pointed at gunpoint, it's not that he hasn't been pointed at gunpoint naked, once in New York, he was even snatched of everything from his body by a big old black man at gunpoint, leaving him only a pair of underwear.
But even then, it was only fear and anger, and it was not at all as deeply humiliating as this time.
The car quickly drove back to the hotel villa, Shen Jiannan dragged into the hall with heavy steps, An Hui Michiko was reading a book, and when he walked in, he hurriedly closed the book and walked over with small steps.
"Akiyama-chan, mouth you chicken wow. You've worked hard, is the work over?"
It's completely a little woman's tone, like a wife waiting to return home.
If it were usual, hearing Ahn Hui Michiko's habitual greeting, Shen Jiannan would definitely become a gray wolf, but now..... He really wasn't in that mood, and the blood red in his consciousness that couldn't be dispersed made him just want to take a good shower and get some sleep.
"Hmmm! I'll go upstairs and take you out tomorrow!"
"Akiyama-chan. What's wrong, why is your face so ugly? Are you sick?"
"It's fine. It's a bit tiring to work. ”
"Then I'll help you release the water. ”
An Hui Michiko said slightly embarrassed.
Her mother had taught her that men were working hard outside the home and that they had to be at home to make them feel relaxed, but the first time she did these things, she still felt embarrassed.
It's a pity that Shen Jiannan doesn't want to relax at all now, he just wants to calm down.
"Don't bother, I'll just take a shower and be quiet. ”
"Then I'll help you get dressed. ”
Shen Jiannan didn't refuse anymore, and took An Hui Michiko upstairs together.
The space on the third floor is quiet and elegant, with a bright yellow European carpet on the classical corridor, showing a luxurious and elegant atmosphere.
Pushing open the bedroom door, with the help of An Hui Michiko, Shen Jiannan removed his suit jacket and tie, and with the removal of these things that bound people, the grievances in his heart seemed to be relieved a little.
"Ahh
Suddenly, An Hui Michiko, who helped Shen Jiannan pack her clothes and pants, panicked.
Shen Jiannan, who didn't know when he was distracted, was stunned, and subconsciously looked down at An Hui Michiko's eyes.
Red!
There is an extra layer of red on the white panties that shouldn't be there.
Blood?
How can there be blood?
Shen Jiannan hurriedly lowered his head and looked again, and suddenly, the whole person was stunned.
There is also a trace of blood on the slightly dark complexion, which looks dazzling and bewitching at the tip and tail.
"Akiyama-chan. Are you hurt?"
“......”
There was no pain, no signs of broken skin, no injuries at all.
Shen Jiannan's face was blue and red, and his expression kept changing, but in the end, he could only barely squeeze out a smile and tell a lie.
"It's fine. I felt a mosquito bite me, and I rubbed it. Maybe the mosquitoes were rubbed to death here. ”
"Oh. That's right. It really didn't seem to hurt! It scared the hell out of me. ”
Slapping her chest, which was high in sugar, Michiko Ahn said with a sigh of relief.
She looked at it carefully, and there were indeed no signs of injury, but it was a bit like the time she played Super Mario with Akiyama-kun in Osaka.
"It's okay, I'll go take a shower first. ”
"Hmm. ”
“......”
The bathroom is very large, with a transparent sliding glass door with a color of flowers, covering at least seven or eight square meters, and there are all kinds of sprinkler equipment and baths inside, which is very emotional.
It's just that the mood is also divided into occasions.
Shen Jiannan couldn't raise any mood at all, and walked to the sprinkler head with some irritability and turned the switch.
Whoa—
As the cold water switch is turned on, the sprinkler head sprays a large amount of cold water, hitting the body to make the skin instinctively contract, bringing a sense of soberness.
However, Shen Jiannan couldn't calm down.
The blood-red dress and white, as well as the blue eyes, kept coming back and forth in his consciousness like a nightmare.
But the slightest hint of pain on that delicate face became clearer.
No profit can not afford to be early.
A man must act with a purpose.
It's just that Shen Jiannan couldn't figure it out, he couldn't understand what the purpose of such a ridiculous and bloody thing could be.
For the sake of money, it doesn't seem to be.
If so, he had been forced to agree, but it turned out that he was not asked to give money.
Politics?
Or is it a warning or a threat?
Standing under the showerhead, letting the cold water wash for more than twenty minutes, the irritability and doubts in his heart did not dissipate, Shen Jiannan had to get up and walk out of the bathroom.
"Akiyama-chan, Dad just called back. ”
Seeing Shen Jiannan walking out of the bathroom, An Hui Michiko raised the mobile phone in her hand and said.
Armani was in Milan, and Koji An Hui rushed over with his team early in the morning, and he had to contact Versace Planda and people from other companies, and it was normal that he couldn't come back for a while.
Work is undoubtedly the most concentrating for men, and Shen Jiannan suppressed all irritability and rubbed the flexible and petite body of An Hui Michiko in his arms.
"Did An Huisang say anything?"
“......”