Feng Jing completely ignored the muzzle of the gun facing him, stared at Yao Qian's eyes, and pressed forward step by step. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Stop, don't move, raise your hands...... The police continued to repeat the warning, but the trigger was not pulled.

Feng Jing's hand reached out to the bath towel around Yao Qian's body, leaned forward, put his lips to her ear, and said softly: "Your room number?" Three, two, one. ”

“1349。” Yao Qian's eyes were tightly closed, and she shouted out in a hurry.

As soon as Yao Qian's words fell, Feng Jing and Yao Qian disappeared in the eyes of the special police, leaving a group of people looking around.

Lin Xiaomin, who was lying on the tattered sofa, turned his head away, glanced at the vacated place of Feng Jing Yao Qian, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were gone, as if he was looking at a boundless sea, without focus.

Yao Qian's eyes hadn't had time to open, and they had already arrived in room 1349. The room is a single room, the bed is a bit big, if you sleep alone, but if you double it is slightly smaller. Feng Jing glanced at the bed and shouted, "Sister." ”

To the right of the bed is a fully transparent glass bathroom, with plastic curtains not closed, and wisps of steaming hot water are constantly pouring from the showerheads, crackling on the pink tiles and transparent glass.

Listening to Feng Jing's screams and the sound of snapping water, Yao Qian opened her eyes slightly. She was afraid, afraid of the man who was holding her body, and she couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't lose control and hold him.

Yao Qian first saw the transparent bathroom, followed by the pale yellow lights hanging from the ceiling. She was holding her chest with one hand and pulling the bath towel with the other, and she was hugged by Feng Jing, and through the thin bath towel, she could feel the body temperature on his body. Oh, yes! Once again, she was so defenseless that she was being held by a man. She couldn't tell what it felt, but her body couldn't help but tremble and froze in Feng Jing's arms.

"Sister." Feng Jing's hands crossed her waist and called softly.

Yao Qian blinked her eyes and looked at the fascinated room, both familiar and unfamiliar. She hesitated for a while, jumped out of the distance, and shouted, "What did you do to Liu Cheng?" ”

"His name is Liu Cheng!" Feng Jing said indifferently, "He won't survive tomorrow afternoon." ”

"You killed him?" Yao Qian turned around and walked towards the door after yelling at this, her pace was very steady, obviously she didn't care about the spatial displacement.

When Yao Qian's hand grabbed the doorknob, Feng Jing threw a sentence: "If you leave here, you won't survive tomorrow afternoon." ”

Yao Qian grabbed the doorknob and hesitated, but her hand still pressed down and opened the door. She stepped out with her feet wrapped in a bath towel, and when she raised her hind feet and was about to walk out the door, her wrist was grabbed by a man's hand and pulled back: "You like him?" Feng Jing looked at Yao Qian from top to bottom and from bottom to top, "You ...... with him just now"

Hearing this, Yao Qian's slightly lowered eyes suddenly raised, found Feng Jing's eyes, stared at it, bit her lower lip slightly, and said, "Yes, we were happy just now, now we can let go!" With that, he shook off Feng Jing's grip.

Perhaps women are born with a sixth sense, and a glance at a man's eyes can tell what is hidden in his eyes.

Yao Qian stepped out of the room and strode towards the corridor. Feng Jing's head was a little sluggish, he stood in place for a while, and rushed out of the room and shouted to Yao Qian who was running in the corridor: "Sister, do you like me?" ”

Due to the shootout on the 16th floor, the whole Zoomlion Hotel was very noisy, like an earthquake, and the 13th floor was no exception, with a rush of people. In the noise, Yao Qian still heard Feng Jing's shout, and for a moment her steps hesitated, she snorted, and said with a smile: "Don't be sentimental." With that, she held the bath towel in both hands and took her small steps, but she walked fast.

At this time, the door of the fire escape was opened, and two policemen holding pistols rushed out, and the muzzle of the gun bypassed Yao Qian and aimed at Feng Jing's head and shouted, don't move, raise your hand.

Yao Qian's reaction was very fast, twisting her body towards the muzzle of the gun, and shouting, "Feng Jing, go quickly." ”

Feng Jing's slightly lowered head was raised suddenly, bypassing the fleeing crowd, and his eyes were fixed on Yao Qian who was writhing for a long time, like a fool looking at a strange thing, which was very interesting.

The two special police officers shouted to Yao Qian while bypassing the panicked crowd approaching, Yao Qian's twisted body changed from the initiative just now to being manipulated, swaying and swinging, involuntarily moving a small step to the left, and then a small step to the right, like a child kicking a pebble. After a while, the bath towel she had tied tightly was loosened by the fleeing crowd, and a big man came forward, leaning forward and falling to the carpet.

Yao Qian's body was about to make perfect contact with the carpet when a man grabbed her, and she couldn't help but lie down in the man's arms. The man's slender fingers grabbed the loose bath towel and placed it on her waist, calling softly, "Be careful." ”

She looked up at him, and looked at him for a long time, as if she could only see his eyes in her eyes.

Three policemen rushed up, surrounded the two, and shouted, "Let go of Officer Yao, or you will shoot." ”

After a while, Yao Qian's body was stunned, and she came back to her senses from Feng Jing's eyes, and her hand slid to his hand in a hurry, pulling the bath towel he was pinching. The other hand was wrapped around his chest and covered his armpit, covering the exposed **, and then took a step back in a panic.

"Hold me tight." Feng Jing stepped forward and hugged her waist with both hands.

"Uh-" Yao Qian's body trembled slightly, but she didn't struggle or resist, just looked at the milky man in front of her in shock.

Feng Jing ignored the woman's astonishment, his brows furrowed slightly, and the light went out.

By the time the people in the corridor saw things clearly through their mobile phones, Feng Jing and Yao Qian had already disappeared in the corridor.

In room 1349, Yao Qian's head rested on Feng Jing's chest and his hand was wrapped around his waist. The bath towel that had not yet been tied did not fall off, and was clamped by the two of them, covering her body well.

"Sister." Feng Jing let go of Yao Qian's thin waist, "You go and get your clothes, let's get out of here." Although Feng Jing likes to hold her like this, or be hugged by her like this, the soft chest and light body fragrance make him feel very comfortable, but he has to give up this enjoyment, he has to save the kidnapped Xu Aiyi,

As soon as Yao Qian's body pulled away, the bath towel slipped down her body. In an instant, Yao Qian's body froze, and **'s body entered Feng Jing's pupils, but she forgot to bow down to pick up the bath towel, and looked at her body in Feng Jing's pupils in a daze. Then, ah-pop-pervert-, a series of noises rang out of the room.

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