Chapter 327: A Thousand Times Repayment (Eltoria's Alliance's Leader Gagen.)

It's still embarrassing to be interrupted halfway through the shameful thing.

Wang Luo opened his eyes, took his hand away from Zheng Xiuyan's chest, pulled her skirt down again to cover her thighs, and patted her somewhat hot cheeks, "Someone, go open the door." ”

"Huh~ It's annoying." Zheng Xiuyan frowned, licked her red lips with some dissatisfaction, got up from Wang Luo, tidied up her clothes, patted Wang Luo's chest muscles, and said angrily, "Who let you touch it!" ”

"It's instinct." Wang Luotian smiled shamelessly, stretched out his hand to sort out Zheng Xiuyan's bangs, and urged her to open the door.

"Senior Xiuyan, good afternoon." Song Qian, who was wearing a tweed coat, took off her sunglasses and bowed and smiled at Zheng Xiuyan who came out to open the door.

"I'm going to trouble you to help me take care of Xiujing again." Zheng Xiuyan greeted Song Qian as she entered the door and smiled a little embarrassedly.

Song Qian's eyes swept Zheng Xiuyan's reddened lips, smiled and didn't speak, lowered her head to change her shoes, and when she looked up, she saw Wang Luo stunned, blinked, and then looked at Zheng Xiuyan with a slightly red face, and smiled apologetically, "Am I bothering you?" ”

"Huh? What the? Zheng Xiuyan, who pretended to be calm, blinked blankly.

"What's bothering?" Wang Luo walked over with Zheng Xiuyan's two boxes, put Zheng Xiuyan's leather coat on her by the way, and smiled at Song Qian.

Wang Luo's voice is very nice and special, so Song Qian will definitely not admit it, looking at Wang Luo's face that cannot coincide with the memory, Song Qian felt that she was frightened, pointed at Wang Luo and said directly in Chinese, "Who are you?" ”

"I am your benefactor." Wang Luo smiled and rubbed Song Qian's hair, put on his shoes, "There's a little guy upstairs, you'd better go and see it first." ”

After speaking, Wang Luo carried two boxes and walked out of the house first.

"You read that right, it's Wang Luo." Zheng Xiuyan looked at Song Qian's stunned appearance, covered her mouth and chuckled, "Xiujing, I'll trouble you." ”

"Oooh. It's okay. Song Qian bowed to Zheng Xiuyan in a bit of a panic as if she had returned to her soul, but her eyes subconsciously followed Wang Luo's back.

"Let's go first." Zheng Xiuyan looked at Song Qian, who had a somewhat strange face, squinted her eyes and bowed slightly, and then walked out the door. By the way, bring the door shut.

The door blocked the view, Song Qian frowned slightly, patted her somewhat hot cheeks, and muttered to herself, "What the hell." ”

There were some strange sounds on the second floor that made Song Qian's body tremble, and she often watched some suspense detective movies, and she was very sensitive to the sound of this kind of kidnapper drama with her mouth blocked. But it's the first time I've heard it in real life, and it's still in Zheng Xiujing's own home, how can there be such a voice?

Song Qian pushed open the door and was shocked by the scene in front of her, Zheng Xiujing's body was like a bow that had been pulled into a full moon, and her close-fitting vest had begun to redden. Sweaty, the sheets under him were stained with blood, which seemed to come from wounds on his wrists and ankles.

Song Qian's favorite Zheng Xiujing's pure and flawless eyes were full of hideousness and resentment at the moment, and after seeing Song Qian, she became dazed and stopped struggling.

Song Qian gasped, swallowed her saliva, her calves were a little weak for some reason, and after hesitating for a second, she threw herself on the bed to untie the restraint rope on Zheng Xiujing's body.

The bow was opened with a slight pull, and then Zheng Xiujing let out a muffled snort of pain and straightened up with Song Qian's help.

Song Qian's face turned even paler. Her hands trembled a little, she carefully held Zheng Xiujing in her arms, ripped off the clothes in her mouth, and gently comforted Zheng Xiujing, who was trembling in her arms, but she didn't dare to ask anything.

The unconscious arms and thighs gradually eased because of the sufficient blood supply, and along with the relief, there was also the soreness and swelling pain on the body, because of biting things for a long time, Zheng Xiujing's mouth was still a little unclosing, and the corners of her mouth were a little ambiguous. She didn't cry, just lying quietly in Song Qian's soft arms, her eyes were dull, and the tears on her face were pitiful.

The honking of the car outside the room seemed to wake up Zheng Xiujing's eyes. Song Qian felt Zheng Xiujing's body in her arms tremble violently and shrink into a ball, and the small hand whose blood had solidified to the palm of her hand grabbed Song Qian's sleeve tightly.

"You, did you threaten him?" Song Qian gently patted Zheng Xiujing's trembling back, and asked softly.

"He's damned." Zheng Xiujing's voice was hoarse.

I forgot to think about why Song Qian knew that she was tied up by Wang Luo.

Song Qian's heart trembled, she picked up Zheng Xiujing's little face, and wiped the tears on her face with her thumb. looked at Zheng Xiujing's eyes seriously, which had lost all their brilliance, and let out a helpless sigh: "Why are you trying to provoke him again?" ”

"He's damned." Zheng Xiujing blinked, her eyes that lost her luster looked a little hollow, and looked at Song Qian, "He bullied my sister." ”

Looking at Zheng Xiujing's eyes, Song Qian's heart was shocked, this look was a little too terrifying, she had never seen such a terrible look from Zheng Xiujing.

hugged Zheng Xiujing tightly, gently patted Zheng Xiujing's back and said softly, "Don't talk nonsense, isn't he very good with your sister?" ”

"You don't know." Zheng Xiujing's voice was still a little hoarse, as if her vocal cords were a little damaged, and she hugged Song Qian tightly with her backhand, "Sister, I was so scared just now." ”

"Of course you're going to be scared." Song Qian laughed angrily and slapped Zheng Xiujing heavily.

"But I don't seem to be afraid anymore." Zheng Xiujing blinked, the madness in her eyes gradually grew, and her tone was steady, "He said let me experience despair, I have to thank him." ”

Song Qian frowned slightly, why did she think Zheng Xiujing's words were so gloomy?

"My wrists are broken, I'll give you some medicine." Suppressing the doubts in her heart, Song Qian gently touched Zheng Xiujing's head, "Where is the medicine box?" ”

"Under the cupboard." Zheng Xiujing pointed to the bedside table.

Song Qian got up to the head of the bed, bent down and opened the cabinet and took out the medicine box, and then looked at a small notebook inside, which was all in English, but Song Qian knew the biggest words.

'Licence to carry a firearm'

"Do you still have this?" Song Qian took the document and looked at it, then turned her head and smiled at Zheng Xiujing.

"Yes, when I turned sixteen, my dad took me to do it." Zheng Xiujing seemed to have eased up a little, but her face was still pale, and she lay on the bed softly and looked at the things in Song Qian's hand.

"What a great little beauty." Song Qian smiled, took out the disinfectant water from the medicine box, dipped it in a cotton swab, pulled Zheng Xiujing's little hand, and gently lit the disinfection.

"Shhh The burning pain from the wound made Zheng Xiujing's body shrink, with a painful expression on her face, and then she bit her lower lip and squinted at Song Qian helping her clean the wound.

She wanted to keep this pain in her heart, and then repay it to Wang Luo little by little, tenfold, hundredfold, and thousandfold. (To be continued.) )