'Hiss' he looked very ferocious, like a wild beast tearing at its prey, and removed the poet's shirt. Zhang Qian's terrible made it panic, but she couldn't scream, her whole body was controlled by Zhang Qian, she never felt that she would be so helpless, so weak, it felt like meat on a chopping board.

She could only lie there and watch Zhang Gan's ghost-like face in hell dilate in her pupils little by little.

Chang Yichen, who had just finished his work, received a call from the bodyguard, and drove all the way to Shitong's apartment. The bodyguards were a little surprised to see Chang Yichen appear, he just reported to Jing Hao that a man had entered Shitong's house.

But now that Chang Yichen has arrived, he has brought two more bodyguards behind him, and Chang Yichen is standing there knocking on the door urgently without stopping. But he knocked more than a dozen times and didn't wait for the poet boy to open the door.

At this time, Chang Yichen was even more worried, and without saying a word, he took a step back directly, and roared like a king to give this order: "Smash the door." Hurry up. ”

Looking at Chang Yichen's nervous look, the three bodyguards acted in unison, and kicked the door with three feet, not to mention, these three people really didn't take that salary for nothing.

The hard door was opened in two clicks, and they didn't have to wait for them to stand firm! Chang Yichen was the first to rush in, glanced at the living room on the side, and went directly to Shitong's room.

Seeing that Zhang Qian was attached to Shitong's body, he flew up and kicked him to the side directly, almost not falling to the ground. The saved poet boy took a sharp breath, afraid that Chang Yichen would not only be in poor health if he came a little late, but even this little life would be explained.

"Ahem......" lay there panting, the tears in his eyes were like a kite with a broken string, losing control, and his misty eyes saw that familiar face.

It's this man again, Zhang Qian got up from the bed and roared angrily: "The matter between our husband and wife, what is your business." As he spoke, he waved his fist and was about to attack Chang Yichen.

The bodyguards who followed behind Chang Yichen, one of them quickly blocked in front of Chang Yichen, quickly grabbed his fist, and then controlled his hand behind him.

Chang Yichen then punched him hard and slammed it on his face, and in an instant, bright red blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. The bodyguard also pushed forward and threw him to the ground.

After that, Chang Yichen jumped on the bed and picked up Shitong, let her lean into his arms, gently held her forehead with both hands, and shouted very carefully: "Shitong, Shitong." ”

Hiding in his arms, gently grasping his arm, like grasping a life-saving straw, she shook her head slightly, it was not that she didn't want to speak now, but her jaw was about to fall off.

"Chang Yichen, let her go for me." Zhang Qian got up from the ground and prepared to snatch the poet back from the ground.

"What a scumbag, you're too noisy." Seeing such a scene, Jing Hao really hated Zhang Qian, and after gritting his teeth and saying it to him, he glanced at the three bodyguards: "Hmm." ”

The three of them stepped forward to suppress Zhang Qian, and casually found a piece of cloth to plug his mouth. Zhang Qian struggled: "Mmmm......mm"

But his eyes have been staring at the poetry boy leaning on Chang Yichen's arms, no matter what his situation is now, what he cares about is the poetry child. She actually dared to lean into the arms of other men in front of him.