He Jing was lying on the table in the bar box, at first she was still a little conscious, but she had already replied to Wu Hang's words without a match, and she was incoherent, Wu Hang couldn't understand what she was saying at all.

After another ten minutes or so, her voice finally became more and more calm, Wu Hang stared at her for a while, and said in his heart that this medicine was quite powerful. If the whole bag falls, it won't die, right?

In the spirit of the principle of foolproof, he waited for a few more minutes, and then called softly, "Miss He?"

He Jing didn't respond, and it seemed that she was asleep.

Wu Hang snorted, stretched out his hand and pushed her twice, seeing that she didn't react, he couldn't help but grab her tender little hand.

"Miss He, you have to wake up, if you can't wake up, then just-"

He hung up the mobile phone, He Jiaming came in from the private room next door, and when he saw He Jing lying unconscious on the table, the corners of his lips raised, and he asked with a smile: "What should I do, let you try it?"

Wu Hang hurriedly shook his head: "Come on, I can't afford to eat such a little pepper, and I will turn around and make my spicy tears ripple again." ”

He Jiaming took He Jing by one arm and forced her to sit up, making sure that no matter how she fiddled, she was sleeping deeply, and there was no sign of waking up.

"What next?" Wu Hang asked.

Mr. Wu carried her to the room on the eighth floor of the bar. He Jiaming shook the remaining red wine and smiled ambiguously.

Wu Hang had no choice but to carry He Jing on his back, and the two walked out of the box one after the other and sat in the special elevator.

He didn't know that there were rooms in this bar, it seemed that He Jiaming's bar was really big, and he couldn't say what facilities there were underground.

The two went up to the eighth floor, and He Jiaming stopped in front of the door of room 8801 and swiped the card to open the door.

This is a luxury suite, what catches your eye is the sofa, Wu Hang threw He Jing on the sofa, took a breath and said, "What do you want to do now?"

"There's so much you can do. He Jiaming took off his coat and stared at Wu Hang with a smile, "Mr. Wu, borrow the camera." ”

Wu Hang looked at him vigilantly: "What is Young Master He going to do?

"You're right, you used to shoot others, shouldn't you enjoy it today?"

Wu Hang suddenly had a feeling that he had been calculated, and sure enough, He Jiaming still had a back hand, he pondered for a moment, and asked, "If I don't want to give my baby......"

He Jiaming raised his eyes to look at him, and said slowly: "Mr. Wu thinks he can go out tonight? Even if he goes out, I'm afraid he may not be able to see the sun tomorrow." ”

Wu Hang was dumbfounded, and only came back to his senses after a while, he couldn't cry or laugh: "I'm really planted in your hands today!"

"Each other, we are all grasshoppers on a rope. He Jiaming shrugged his shoulders.

Wu Hang handed over the camera and repeatedly advised: "Don't shoot your face, little brother, I'm the one who wants face." ”

"Yes. He Jiaming nodded, adjusted the camera, and urged, "Take off your clothes." ”

"......" Wu Hang was completely depressed, it seems that this Young Master He really plans to shoot the live version today, he doesn't call He Jing much, change to someone else, maybe needless to say, he took the initiative to take it off.

He silently took off all his shirts and pants, and there was only one ** left, He Jiaming mouthed at He Jingnunu, Wu Hang was helpless: "I want this too?"

"Didn't you just hold her hand and refuse to let go? He Jiaming smiled.

Wu Hang had no choice but to grit his teeth and stomp his feet, leaving He Jing with only a set of black underwear.

"Yes, now let her lean against the couch, and trouble Mr. Wu to stand in front of her, and pull down his pants a little - you know what I mean?"

"......" Wu Hang scratched his head and looked at He Jiaming speechlessly.

He Jiaming glanced at the camera and smacked his lips: "Why can't Mr. Wu be tough? You must know that the woman you are facing may be a chick." ”

"I'm really convinced, why don't you come?" Wu Hang was very depressed.

He Jiaming smiled like a fox: "It's better for you to come, this kind of woman is not my thing." ”

"It's like I like this genre. Wu Hang muttered, posed according to He Jiaming's request, and let He Dashao take two photos.

From the picture, He Jing looked very much like she was giving this man a mouth-He Jiaming was very satisfied, and then ordered: "Carry her to the bed." ”

Wu Hang was miserable: "You won't really let me her, will you?"

"It's up to you if you can't get on it. He Jiaming touched his chin, "Strip her naked, stuff her into the quilt, and when you lift the quilt, you will see a surprise." ”

Wu Hang lifted the quilt in confusion, and sure enough, Sparta was in place, he looked at the blood stain on the bed in amazement, and felt slightly disgusted in his heart.

"Chicken blood, I just got someone to get it. He Jiaming smiled, "Please help put her on the bed, you must know how to place it, there is still a small half bowl of chicken blood here, and you will get her under later." ”

Wu Hang couldn't help but shake his head, he had indeed seen everything in the world, but was it a bit too much to "play" like this? How much hatred did He Jiaming have with this woman?

He resigned himself to his fate, and smeared the blood stains, He Jiaming took a few photos with a very similar effect, and took out his mobile phone with lightning speed, and took pictures of Wu Hang's face and the unsightly scene in his mobile phone.

"He Jiaming!" Wu Hang finally blew up this time, "Say you don't slap your face! What the hell are you doing!"

He Jiaming shrugged: "Don't get excited, this is called foolproof, Mr. Wu knows that we businessmen have always been insecure, and we pay attention to keeping our hands on ourselves in everything we do, just in case." ”

"Who knows if you're going to be on the right side of the road, just in case, or if you want to be black!" Wu Hang was very angry.

"We've been working together for many years, it's not good for me to hack you, and besides, I paid you a commission, so I'm just giving myself another layer of protection. ”

"I'm sorry for you. Wu Hang put on his clothes angrily, "Have you filmed enough?"

"Almost. He Jiaming checked the photos in the camera and nodded with satisfaction with his shooting skills.

Wu Hang stared at He Jing on the bed and asked how to deal with her, He Jiaming thought about it and said easily: "Just leave it here, don't worry about her." ”

Wu Hang's sympathy was overflowing, and he felt that He Jing was really a little pitiful, so he couldn't help but pull the quilt to cover her, and He Jiaming added: "Of course, if Mr. Wu likes it, it's okay to do something." ”

"Cao, what am I, do you want to eat when you're hungry!" Wu Hang almost wanted to run away.

He Jiaming smiled, hooked Wu Hang's shoulder and said as if nothing happened: "Let's go, go back to the errand, you print your photo and write your report, and I will wait next to me to watch the show." ”。

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