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Ye Qianqian was sad and indignant, and took some photos of temptation points, she didn't have taken them, if it was just an ordinary temptation photo, she naturally had no problem, but, but this palace Zixin actually asked her to take off her clothes, and only used two adhesive tapes to stick to the two things on her chest, photos of this scale, Ye Qianqian could not have taken them even if she was killed, let alone take off her pants, and wear the kind of underwear they bought that was almost just a rope without a cloth.

Originally, this palace Zixin didn't say anything more, just asked Ye Qianqian to come up for a tea after eating and talk about the future development, but I didn't expect Ye Qianqian to feel dizzy and weak after drinking tea, she went into the toilet to send a text message, but as soon as she sent a text message, the toilet door was knocked open, Ye Qianqian had no strength, so she could only let someone catch her out and throw her on the bed, and then be photographed like now.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Ye Qianqian looked at the door happily and found that it was not Zhao Chunliang, but Mr. Lin named Lin Zhiyi.

This person drank with himself a lot when he ate at night, but fortunately he drank well, otherwise he would have been drunk at the dinner table just now.

"Mr. Lin!" Gong Zixin, who had a mustache, hurriedly greeted him.

"Haven't you shot yet?" Lin Zhiyi looked a little drunk, and his eyes were a little worried.

"Right now, let's take some ordinary ones first, wait a minute, it's the main event, this kind of photo, the emphasis is on step-by-step!" Gong Zixin said with a smile.

"Well, I'll wait here, then." Lin Zhiyi said, burped, then moved a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Ye Qianqian on the bed, as if a fat man had seen meat.

Ye Qianqian on the bed was still conscious at this time, but she felt that her whole body had become hot, and she writhed her body uneasily, which seemed even more tempting in the eyes of the photographer.

"Tut-tut, this skin is so good, no post-processing at all!!" A photographer sighed with emotion while leaning the lens to Ye Qianqian's chest.

The scenery on Ye Qianqian's chest was completely captured by the camera, although she had taken a lot of seductive photos, but Ye Qianqian had never been photographed so closely, she was embarrassed, if she could, she would rather choose to go at this time.

It's just a pity that she can't even die, and at the same time she has to desperately suppress the inexplicable heat and impulse in her head.

"Alright, take off your shirt!!"

The photographer who sighed that Ye Qianqian's skin was good put down his camera and said, "Let's take the key points next." ”

"Would you like to put on new underwear for her?" Gong Zixin asked.

"No, what we are pursuing now is the original taste, the photos taken in this way, combined with the title, can definitely become popular, haha!" The photographer laughed.

Gong Zixin smiled, stepped forward, and ripped off Ye Qianqian's shirt.

Ye Qianqian's delicate ketone body was exposed to everyone here.

Although everyone present had seen some photos taken by Ye Qianqian wearing underwear on the Internet, the feeling of the waves at such a close distance still made everyone present swallow their saliva.

It's a delicate body that's big enough to make anyone fall into intoxication.

"No wonder she can become popular on the Internet, this body alone is at least worth tens of millions, tsk." The photographer picked up the camera with emotion.

"Xiao Gong, you did a good thing this time!" Lin Zhiyi swallowed his saliva and said impatiently, "You hurry up." ”

"Hurry up, Mr. Lin still has to do something later!" Gong Zixin urged the two photographers, and the two photographers hurriedly accelerated to take pictures.

Ye Qianqian, who was flashing with a flash, was a little dizzy, so that she could barely see the qiqi in front of her, her mind was full of shame and anger, but she couldn't do anything, she could only watch those people point the camera at her, and then keep shooting.

is also shooting, but Zhao Chunliang patted her and these people patted her, but it gave her two completely different feelings.

One is beautiful, and the other is a sense of shame.

"Brother Gong, pull your underwear a little apart, revealing some of the things inside. That's a perk. A photographer said to Gong Zixin.

"Okay." Gong Zixin smiled and stretched out his hand, pointing directly at Ye Qianqian's underwear.

Ye Qianqian bit her lip angrily, her body trembled with anger, and her eyes were full of tears.

"It's this expression, it's perfect, it's perfect!!" The photographer kept snapping.

Seeing that Gong Zixin's hand was about to touch Ye Qianqian's chest, at this moment, there was a sudden bang.

The door of the room was kicked open directly from the outside, no, it should be said that it was more appropriate to kick and fly, because the door flew up and smashed directly on Mr. Lin in front of him, Mr. Lin was pressed under the door with a bang, and fainted on the spot.

Outside the door, Zhao Chunliang gasped slightly and looked at the people in the door.

Including this one, he had already kicked at least five doors on this floor.

He didn't know which room Ye Qianqian was in, so he could only use the simplest, most primitive and most violent method, looking at every room.

When the door of this room was kicked open, Zhao Chunliang saw the scene that made him angry.

Zhao Chunliang hadn't been so angry for a long time.

In the past many years, he has faced the life and death parting of his friends and lovers, and has also experienced betrayal and framing, and the qiē he has experienced has made Zhao Chunliang's emotions extremely lacking, and anger is not a necessary emotion for Zhao Chunliang, so unless it really stabs Zhao Chunliang's heart, Zhao Chunliang will rarely be angry, let alone angry.

Zhao Chunliang rushed in with a stride, and stepped on the door panel that had been kicked in before.

Lin Zhiyi, who was thinking about the door panel, screamed in pain, and then Zhao Chunliang jumped up and kicked directly at Gong Zixin, who stretched out his hand to Ye Qianqian.

Bang.

Gong Zixin didn't have time to react at all, he was directly kicked in the stomach and slammed into the wall behind him, and then Zhao Chunliang reached out and grabbed the camera in the hand of the photographer closest to him.

The photographer was in shock at this time, and he also didn't have time to react, the camera was grabbed by Zhao Chunliang and pulled over.

"What are you doing!!" Another photographer angrily scolded Zhao Chunliang while hiding the camera behind him.

"If you don't want to die, give me the camera." Zhao Chunliang stared at the photographer with a gloomy face.

The photographer originally wanted to say something about you breaking into a private house or something, but as soon as he saw Zhao Chunliang's murderous eyes, the photographer decisively shut up, and then handed the camera to Zhao Chunliang with trembling hands.

"You, what are you!!"

Gong Zixin, who was kicked by Zhao Chunliang, struggled to sit up after spitting out a mouthful of blood.

It is also thanks to Zhao Chunliang that he has left his strength, otherwise this palace will be kicked through the stomach by Zhao Chunliang directly, and he will not fly out at all.

"Me? I'm her boss. Zhao Chunliang gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm the art director of Xijingre, what do you say about me, you're a psychopath, Ye Qianqian is our contracted artist, we're taking photos here, you inexplicably broke into here and beat people inexplicably, don't you exist as a policeman?" Gong Zixin asked angrily.

"Signed artist?" Zhao Chunliang frowned slightly, glanced at Ye Qianqian on the bed, and hugged her.

Ye Qianqian sighed and writhed uneasily.

Zhao Chunliang naturally knew that Ye Qianqian had been drugged, and now that the effect of the drug was attacking, he had to do his best to bleed or detoxify, so Zhao Chunliang didn't talk nonsense to the people in front of him anymore, grabbed Ye Qianqian's clothes on the side and put them on Ye Qianqian's body, and then hugged Ye Qianqian and turned around and went out.

"Brother Gong, now, what should I do now?" The two stunned photographers asked with a shudder.

"What to do? According to the contract, by the way, your photos should be backed up to the cloud system, right? Gong Zixin asked.

"Yes, as long as you take a photo, it will be automatically backed up to the cloud." A photographer nodded.

"That's good, okay, go back and give me the photo, hum, dare to hit me, I'm going to make them cry and beg me!!" Gong Zixin gritted his teeth, suddenly touched his stomach with a groan, and spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Boss, boss, I'm not going to die, am I?" Although Ye Qianqian's consciousness was a little confused, she still knew who was holding her.

"With me, no one can die." Zhao Chunliang said as he hugged Ye Qianqian to the lobby.

"I want a room, any room." Zhao Chunliang threw his ID card to the front desk.

"Huh? Sir, this lady, what's wrong? The front desk looked at Ye Qianqian in surprise.

"Don't talk nonsense, open the room!" Zhao Chunliang's eyes shot out of anger as if she was going to burn the front desk lady to death, the front desk lady trembled, took Zhao Chunliang's ID card to register, and then said, "Sir, yes, ask for a deposit of 500 yuan." ”

"If you 330456 password, swipe it yourself." After Zhao Chunliang finished speaking, he took the room card and rushed directly to the elevator, and didn't care about his bank card.

"Sir, your card!" The front desk lady picked up the card and shouted, but saw that Zhao Chunliang had disappeared.

"Xiaolin, what's wrong?" The manager on duty walked over and asked.

"There was a guest who opened the room with an unconscious lady in his arms, manager, should we call the police?" The front desk lady asked.

"Comatose? This kind of thing must be reported to the police! The manager said, "Our hotel can't have illegal and criminal behaviors, by the way, what are you taking?" ”

"It was the guest's bank card. I went to the police manager. The front desk lady handed the card to the manager on duty and picked up the phone on the side.

The manager on duty took the black card and looked at it, and his face changed suddenly.

"Don't call the police!" Seeing that the front desk had pressed 11, and there was still a 0 missing, the manager on duty hurriedly pressed the other party's hand, and then said, "You don't see this matter, don't say anything." ”

"Huh? Why, sir? The front desk asked suspiciously.

"Don't ask too much." The manager on duty said, glancing down at the bank card in his hand.

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