Song Qingge's heart was beating like thunder, and she stood in place with a tense expression.

Seeing that she didn't move, Zuo Mo snorted, approached her, looked at her beautiful face, fair skin, and delicate collarbones, his throat tightened, and he reached out to pull away her bathrobe.

Song Qingge took two steps back nervously, seeing Zuo Mo's face change sharply, she trembled, and suddenly saw the red wine on the cabinet, she said, "Mo Shao, how about drinking some wine first?"

Zuo Mo laughed, but when he laughed, the scar was wrinkled, it was very scary, and he looked at her meaningfully, "Okay." ”

She walked to the cabinet nervously, poured two glasses of wine, turned her back to him, her hands trembled, and put the small pill into one of the cups, and when she just turned around, she saw Zuo Mo standing behind her at some point, was he see it? At that moment, she was frightened into a cold sweat.

Seeing that his face was fine, Song Qingge stubbornly handed him a glass of wine.

Zuo Mo looked at her, more and more excited, took the wine, and looked at her playfully.

Song Qingge frowned, forced a smile, raised his glass to the rim of his glass, and the wine glasses collided, making a crisp sound, "Mo Shao, I respect you." Her heart was beating so fast that she had to wait for him to drink......

Zuo Mo shook the cup and said playfully, "Just drink it like this, aren't you afraid that I will be drugged in the wine?"

Uh, her heart was in her throat, but she really didn't think about it, and she really didn't dare to drink it when she looked at the wine glass in her hand.

Seeing her expression, Zuo Mohaha laughed, grabbed her arm holding the wine glass, and when she was at a loss, he said, "Hand over the glass." Then, he looked at her and brought the cup to his lips.

Seeing that he was about to drink the wine, Song Qingge's heart was pounding and he was very nervous.

But as soon as his lips touched the wine glass, his eyes looked at her in a daze, "Why don't you drink?"

Song Qingge looked at the wine glass, hesitating, he still didn't dare to drink it.

Zuo Mo snorted, a little unhappy: "Drink!"

She had to bring the glass to her lips.

When watching the wine slowly enter her lips, Zuo Mo raised his head and drank it all.

Song Qingge withdrew his arm without showing a trace, then held the wine bottle, helped him pour another glass, raised his glass, and smiled at him: "Mo Shao......"

Seeing her smile like a flower, Zuo Mo hooked his lips, smiled, and drank it in one gulp, and when she was about to pour him wine, he reached out to stop it and pouted at her cup: "Why don't you drink?"

In a panic, she made an excuse: "I haven't eaten for two days, and my stomach is uncomfortable......"

"Hungry?"

Song Qingge nodded, seeing that after he drank, his expression was as usual, she was a little apprehensive, if she could delay time by eating......

Unexpectedly, Zuo Mo suddenly took the cup from her hand, and then pressed her against the wall, and smiled, "Why don't you let me feed you!"

"Wait a minute!" she panicked, but there was no way out, looking at his hideous face, she reached out and covered her neckline.

Zuo Mo raised his eyes and looked at her unhappily.

Song Qingge stabilized his mind, a little panicked, reached out and suddenly reached out to hold his hand, and his tone softened slightly, "Mo Shao, the night is so long, let's take our time, okay?"

Seeing that she suddenly became soft-spoken, Zuo Mo smiled instead of being angry, reached out and lifted her chin, and said lightly: "How do you want to take your time?"

"We don't know each other very well," she hastily made an excuse, "I'm not used to being with strangers...... I want to ......"

He looked at her with amusement.

"Let's talk and get to know each other, okay?" she looked up at him.

"Cover the quilt and chat only?" Zuo Mo's face suddenly sank, "You treat me like a three-year-old child, what about playing me?"

Suddenly, Song Qingge felt that the world was spinning, he was pressed on the bed by her, she panicked and resisted.

"Lao Tzu's patience is limited, you'd better be honest!" Zuo Mo pressed her and threatened, "Otherwise, don't blame Lao Tzu for being rude!" he said, reaching out and tearing open her bathrobe, despite her struggles.

She knew that there was no way back, she struggled, punched and kicked, but she still couldn't resist his force, and seeing that her bathrobe was about to be torn apart, in a panic, she took the wine bottle by the bedtable and slammed it on his head.

Zuo Mo was completely enraged, his hand touched his forehead, his hands were full of blood, he scolded angrily, "Don't be embarrassed, force Lao Tzu to be rough!" He was so angry that he raised his hand angrily and was about to slap her, but as soon as his hand was raised, his whole person suddenly softened, and he seemed to be unstable and fell down.

Song Qingge struggled to get up from the bed, and saw Zuo Mo's head covered with blood, lying on the ground softly, although his eyes were open, but he couldn't move, it seemed that the medicine given by Brother Shan had worked, and she hurriedly tidied up the bathrobe.

When she was about to go around him, she was suddenly grabbed by his foot, she panicked, struggled, his hand seemed to have no strength, and suddenly let go.

When Song Qingge panicked when she found that the door couldn't be opened, and when she looked back at Zuo Mo who was lying on the ground and looked at her with her eyes open, she was a little panicked, afraid that he would get up at any time, she patted the door: "Open the door!"

No one responded.

She shouted, "Brother Shan, open the door!"

No matter what she called, no one answered.

Zuo Mo, on the other hand, was holding on and was about to get up slowly.

Just when Song Qingge was flustered, puffs of smoke came in from the crack in the door, very choking, she was startled, turned around, and saw the fire outside the window.

"Help!" she shouted as she banged on the door.

But no one responded.

In the crackling sound, the fire ignited, and soon, the curtains burned.

The locked doors, the locked windows, the choking smell of smoke all over the house, and the imminent firelight made Song Qingge desperate.

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After first aid, the tall and thin man was out of danger.

Faced with police interrogation, he confessed the details of the kidnapping of Song Qingge.

"Where is she now?" Gu Fengcheng's face was gloomy.

The tall and thin man was weak, and his voice was very soft, "Brother Shan took it away." ”

"Where did you take it?"

"I don't know. The tall and thin man said.

Gu Fengcheng was furious, and when he was about to use force, the tall and thin man suddenly struggled and said, "I know how to find her." ”

Gu Fengcheng stopped.

"I ...... A locator was placed in her clothes. The tall and thin man said.

Soon, through positioning, I found the location where Song Qingge was, about 500 kilometers away from City A.

The police in City A immediately contacted the local police to search for it.

And Gu Fengcheng soared all the way, stepping on the accelerator, and when he arrived at the final position of the locator, he saw a sea of fire in the distance. All around, there are police cars and fire trucks.

The raging fire, coupled with the sea breeze, made the fire extinguishing work even more difficult.

When Gu Fengcheng knew that the final location of Song Qingge's locator was the villa that was on fire, "Qingge!" he rushed in almost frantically.

Several firefighters immediately stopped him.

Gu Fengcheng looked at the sea of fire in the sky, thinking of Song Qingge, his emotions were out of control, and in an instant, he suddenly came to his senses as if he had been overwhelmed by something. The lost memories of her flooded back in an instant.