The mustache standing in the corner of the bed admiring something, shirtless, on that leg, the overlord briefs did not regain his strength.

The mustache listened to the movement behind him, and the half glass of water in his hand immediately stopped shaking, and the moment he turned around, the smile on his face disappeared.

Luo Zhaoyang gently closed the door, he was worried that someone would come in outside, he was also worried that the mustache would take the opportunity to run away, and he was even more worried that it would alarm the people on the bed.

Standing at the door, Luo Zhaoyang could directly see whether it was Wang Meixin or Zheng Xue lying on the bed, or whether the two of them had already made the mustache stunned, at this moment his eyes began to be on the ground, looking for clothes belonging to Wang Meixin on the sofa, and after searching, he found that there was nothing else except a small coat and a winter skirt on one of the sofas.

"Why are you again, you want to come and go out and line up." The mustache put down the cup in his hand, and then looked at Zheng Xue, who was almost one step away from the defense, and he said angrily.

"Fuck your shit, it looks like I shouldn't have let you go just now." Luo Zhaoyang listened to the mustache's words, he couldn't hold back any longer, and he rushed forward with an arrow...... He wanted to lift the mustache, but his sleek body didn't know what it was, and it suddenly became slippery like a loach, making Luo Zhaoyang's hands fall and let go at once.

The mustache looked at Luo Zhaoyang's grasp and didn't catch himself, he immediately flashed to the back, and said unhappily: "I can warn you, don't make another move, or don't blame me for being polite." ”

The tricks in the box let the mustache know that he was not Luo Zhaoyang's opponent, but at this time, he still couldn't forget to say cruel words to Luo Zhaoyang.

Luo Zhaoyang didn't care about the cruel words released by the mustache, his eyes turned to the bed, and at this moment his heart just wanted to know who was lying on the bed?

And when he saw that Zheng Xue only had two key points left, and one line of defense was not captured by the mustache, his heart was both happy and a little angry.

"It seems that you really don't know that there is a knife on the head of the color word, and today I will make you pay for tonight's affairs."

Luo Zhaoyang lifted the quilt and covered Zheng Xue's body at the same time, his figure immediately rushed over.

Because of anger and red eyes, Luo Zhaoyang could not be a mustache who could resist alone, and three minutes later, the mustache who was mixed with injuries hugged him, shrunk and hid in the corner, staring at Luo Zhaoyang with frightened eyes.

"Brother, stop fighting, I was wrong."

"Are you wrong?" Luo Zhaoyang was also tired, he sat with his back against the bed, sat opposite his mustache and asked panting.

"Am I wrong in the idea that I shouldn't hit my sister-in-law? I was wrong ......"

"What do you say, who's sister-in-law?" Luo Zhaoyang stared at the question, and seemed very dissatisfied with the reflection of the mustache.

"You are my eldest brother, of course she is my sister-in-law." The mustache was worried that he would say the wrong thing again, so he looked at Zheng Xue on the bed out of the corner of his eye.

"She's not my girlfriend, she's not my woman, and she's not my sister-in-law." Luo Zhaoyang looked at the mustache and peeked into the bed again, and the anger he had just vented suddenly came up again.

"It's not that you're so nervous about what you're doing, you ......, aren't you meddling, who do you really think you are?" The mustache saw that Luo Zhaoyang was about to pounce again, he immediately hugged his head, shrunk his sore body, and said in a very aggrieved cry.

"She's my friend, I'll allow you to treat her like this, what's the matter, you don't accept it?" Luo Zhaoyang beat the mustache's head again, and only in this way could he vent his inner anger.

"Stop, what's wrong?" Just when Luo Zhaoyang was beating his mustache, four or five more people suddenly broke in outside, except for the man who spoke, everyone else was dressed in black suits.

Although they look very neatly dressed and very generous and decent, such suits do not hide some of the tattoos on their necks and arms.

And the man standing in front was wearing a Mao suit, and his pair of gold-rimmed glasses not only made him look sven, but also made people know that he was a rich man at a glance.

Looking at such a man, Luo Zhaoyang secretly shouted in his heart that it was not good, a character like a mustache seemed to him to be a gangster, looking at the middle-aged man in his eyes, he began to wonder if the eldest brother above him came out to do it for him.

He now regrets that he didn't place Zheng Xue well after teaching the mustache, and now in this situation, no matter how long he has two hands, he can't take care of Zheng Xue, not to mention that Zheng Xue is still naked and unconscious.

"Zheng Xue, you can't blame me, I helped you to the end, I don't take responsibility for any mistakes you have." Luo Zhaoyang secretly shouted in his heart.

"Boss, it's him, it's him who beat me." Just after Luo Zhaoyang finished speaking, the waitress at the front desk just now squeezed out from outside, and the finger of the hand with red nails pointed straight over, which made it easy to misunderstand.

"Call me! Dare to go wild on someone's territory where I was. ”

The man with the eyes raised his hand, and when his two erected fingers moved, several men behind him immediately rushed towards Luo Zhaoyang.

"Wait a minute, miss, I didn't hit you, don't let them misunderstand." Luo Zhaoyang let go of the mustache, took two steps back, and kept a certain distance from the mustache, he didn't want to get involved in the dispute between them again.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's him" The waitress smiled a little embarrassedly as she heard Luo Zhaoyang say this, and once again pointed her finger at the mustache.

"Call me both, and I'll let them remember to me that this is the end of making trouble with me."

After the bespectacled man finished speaking, he turned and walked out, as if he didn't want to watch the violence that followed.

"You are still unreasonable, I am staying here with you, and you still beat people?" The two men were about to come over and grab Luo Zhaoyang, but when their hands just stuck to Luo Zhaoyang's clothes, Luo Zhaoyang's fist suddenly hit the noses of the two men, and with such a punch, the noses of the two men immediately flowed blood.

"Wait." The man with Phnom Penh's eyes heard Luo Zhaoyang say this, he immediately turned around, stopped another subordinate who was about to attack Luo Zhaoyang, looked at the waitress again, and then asked, "He is really a guest." ”

"He didn't hit me, and as for whether he was a resident here, then I don't know, he only said that 2015 was his friend."

The waitress looked at Luo Zhaoyang, and then at her boss's sharp eyes, she said a little embarrassed, after all, it was not a glorious thing for her to be beaten, and she didn't want to mention it again.

The gold-edged man looked at Zheng Xue, who only showed half of his face, then looked at Luo Zhaoyang again, and said after frowning his brows: "In this case, pull that mustache out for me and beat it, don't prevent others from resting." ”

"Boss Zeng, if you treat me like this Luo Feng, my brother-in-law Fan Gao will not let you go." Hearing Zeng Hualong say this, the mustache immediately revealed his identity, and even moved his brother-in-law out.

"Brother Zhao, now even a person who has and urine has come out to be a blessing, what do you say is the use of the actions taken a while ago, and it is not to harm me who do legitimate business?" Zeng Hualong listened to Luo Feng's words, he sighed, shook his head and walked out as he spoke, he felt that if no one stood up, there would be no way to restore order in Kyoto.

The sudden arrival of a large group of people really surprised Luo Zhaoyang, but now they suddenly left, which made Luo Zhaoyang a little confused.

"What's going on, is he ......, is he sick?" Luo Zhaoyang sneered, then rubbed his face, and looked at the quiet room all of a sudden, he suddenly felt that everything just now was like a dream, and now he just woke up.

But when he looked at Zheng Xue, who was sleeping soundly, he knew that all this was still true, and he didn't expect that he would fight for a woman who regarded him as an enemy.

Running from the first floor to the twentieth floor, and then beating the mustache again, Luo Zhaoyang, who was quiet at the moment, could finally gasp for breath, and when he got up, a glass of water that Luo Feng hadn't yet seen and drank could just let him moisten his dry throat.

"Why does this smell weird?" Luo Zhaoyang swallowed the water, and only then did he feel the difference in the taste of the water, but when he looked at the ginseng tea on the table, he seemed to be relieved again, because it did have a bit of ginseng tea.

Luo Zhaoyang turned around, originally thinking of saying goodbye to Zheng Xue who was sleeping on the bed, and then preparing to leave, but when his eyes fell on the phone next to the bed, he remembered that he didn't call Wang Meixin.

The phone made Luo Zhaoyang's heart finally let go, because he had returned home safely, and Luo Zhaoyang truthfully reported that he was late and that his phone was left in the car, but he didn't say anything about what happened just now, because he didn't want Wang Meixin to think about it again.

"Okay, I'm borrowing the phone at the front desk of the hotel now, and then people can give comments, and I'll call you when I get home." Luo Zhaoyang looked at Wang Meixin, who was a little reluctant to hang up the phone, and he said immediately, because he also wanted to leave as soon as possible, after all, this lonely man and widow are here, and it will be a bit of a melon field and plum when the time comes.

"No, it's so late, I'm going to sleep, tomorrow." Wang Meixin rejected Luo Zhaoyang's proposal, and the sound of him yawning was already heard on the other side of the phone.

Wang Meixin didn't wait for Luo Zhaoyang to hang up the phone, he hung up the phone first, because she didn't want to hear the sound of the disconnection, she hoped that she could continue to talk about the phone in her dream.

Luo Zhaoyang listened to the beep disconnection sound coming from the phone, and he suddenly felt a hand slowly stretching over his waist and hugging him tightly, and it was such a hand that made him realize that his crotch was propped up at some point