"Mr. Luo, I arranged a car to take you and your friends back to your residence. ”

Lu Nan came to Luo Zhandong's side and moved his eyes to the two BMW 7 Series not far away.

Luo Zhandong asked Qin Yuwei where he was going.

Qin Yuwei pinned his face to the road and said that he would take a taxi.

"Don't you listen to what I say?" Luo Zhandong twisted his neck, his tone impatient.

Qin Yu annoyed him slightly, said "yes" directly, turned around and left.

"Ahh

In the scream, she was already picked up by Luo Zhandong, and was thrown into the back seat of the car after a few steps.

Lu Xingchen watched from a distance, showing a playful expression, but the weight of a person suddenly pressed down on him.

He subconsciously dodged, and Yang planted it directly in front of him without regret.

Fortunately, his eyes were quick, and his calves were raised, buffering the speed of Yang Buregret's landing, and then he bowed down, helped the person up with one arm, grabbed her with one arm around her neck, and got into another car.

"Don't do anything to my girlfriend. ”

Luo Zhandong glanced at the text message sent by Lu Xingchen, quietly put the mobile phone back in his pocket, and then said an address to the driver.

Qin Yu kept swallowing, desperately holding back the sticky feeling in his throat, and stopped: "I'm not going home! ”

"Which one?" Luo Zhandong asked.

Qin Yu was slightly stunned, then replied, "The most recent", and then she immediately added: "Don't think about it. ”

"What do I think?" Luo Zhandong looked puzzled.

This question made Qin Yu feel that he had no silver three hundred taels here.

To stop herself from being attracted by the smell of blood, she opened the window of her car, and the cold night wind made her shiver.

Because they left in a hurry, neither of them wore coats, and in this cold winter, their clothes were too thin.

"I stayed in a hotel because I had enough to stay at home, and it has nothing to do with you. She felt that she should explain.

"Do you think I want to have something to do with you? What can you give me? Or do you want to have something to do with me?"

Luo Zhandong's three consecutive questions did not give Qin Yuwei any room for refutation.

Qin Yu slightly clutched the car window, with a splitting headache: "Okay, it's me who is passionate." ”

"Mr. Luo, this is Rosewood Hotel. "The car stopped steadily, and the driver was polite and thoughtful.

Qin Yu was slightly convinced, this driver is really good, he actually found such an expensive place!

She gritted her teeth and got out of the car, the blood stains on Luo Zhandong's white shirt seemed to be imprinted in her mind, constantly stimulating her sensory nerves, causing a heat wave to roll in her stomach all the time.

Seeing that she couldn't hold it anymore, she hurried to the green belt on the side and spat gorgeously into the bushes.

Luo Zhandong took out a handkerchief to wipe her mouth, but as soon as the almost dried blood stains on his shirt came into view, Qin Yu turned his head slightly, disgusted.

Seeing her sobbing and painful appearance, Luo Zhandong's eyebrows twisted, and he asked faintly: "As for it?"

Qin Yu slightly propped up the tree on the side and squinted at him.

"Am I disgusting you like this?" Luo Zhandong felt a little stuffy, and reached out to unbutton the second button on his neckline.

"Of course. "Although Qin Yuwei felt that his misunderstanding was ridiculous, it was also a good excuse.......

"Then vomit a little longer, and I'll send you up before leaving. ”

Luo Zhandong picked up the person directly, and Qin Yu's slight struggle was useless to him.

He asked Qin Yuwei for a room card, but Qin Yuwei pursed his lips slightly and didn't look at him.

He went directly to the front desk to open the room, and the waiter timidly swept his bloodstained shirt and the woman in his arms, and handed over the room card.

*

Qin Yuwei was carried into the room, and Luo Zhandong put her down.

She went into the bathroom as soon as possible, locked it, propped her hands on the edge of the sink, her long hair scattered and disheveled, unwilling to look at herself in the mirror.

Irritatingly, she ripped off the vomit-stained glove on her right hand and washed her face with water.

The scar on the palm of her hand scratched the skin of her blown-up face.

Striking and ugly scars, wrapped in great sadness and loss, rushed up in a frenzy.

She waved her hand and swept it across the sink, sweeping away the toiletries all over the floor.

While the murmur of ping-pong still lingered, the bathroom door opened.

Qin Yu looked at the doorknob on the outside, and there was a key inserted on it.

"What's wrong?" Luo Zhandong, who was bare-chested, swept his eyes all over the ground, and his eyes fell on Qin Yuwei's face.

It was a haggard and desperate thing he had never seen before, and his heart felt as if it had been smashed with a blunt object.

Qin Yuwei came to his senses from the loss of control and told him to get out.

He passed by her, walked straight to the shower, said take a shower, and leave when the clothes were delivered, and looked at every detail of the small space.

"Who sent you clothes?" Qin Yuwei reacted immediately.

“Eva。 Luo Zhandong replied lightly, confusing the truth with the false.

"You're sick!" Qin Yu thought it was true on WeChat.