That night, Zhuang Haotang's fingers grabbed her neck mercilessly, the force was not heavy, just enough to make it difficult for her to breathe, and not to die.

She was powerless to resist anything, and felt like she was being pressed into the water. The air was mixed with the smell of smoke, alcohol, and the smell of cologne on the man's body, and he rushed towards her, crushing her like a mountain, almost suffocating.

Ling Qing kept begging him with a trembling voice: "Zhuang Shao, we know that we are wrong, we really know that we are wrong." I'm going with you, and I beg you to ......."

Zhuang Haotang seemed to be smiling, and only looked at Ling Qingran from head to toe: "You? Sorry, I don't have an appetite, a few of them are more interested. As for her, you can rest assured, I'm not the kind of iron that doesn't pull out a hair, and I'll give her a reasonable price. ”

"She doesn't look like she's a virgin, right?" The joking voice fell from a high place, like a waterfall hit her back, and Si Wan's whole body trembled as if she was electrocuted—he knew, when she was auctioning off her first night in the clubhouse, she saw Wan Xiao raising a sign to bid, and she also saw him sitting next to him as if he was watching the excitement!

Ling Qingran was completely desperate, gritted his teeth and scolded: "The surname is Zhuang, you son of a bitch!" You don't have to die well! ”

The result was a cruel slap in the face, and the bodyguard grabbed Ling Qing's dyed hair and pressed her face down on the table.

No one screamed, and Si Wan could only watch her, unable to make a sound or move. She was pressed on the sofa by her tall bodyguard, pressing more than one pair of her hands, and the man's powerful palms were clasped on her face, so that she could not even scream.

Zhuang Haotang looked at her with interest, as if admiring a dying little animal.

Then in broad daylight, in full view of everyone, he sighed, and his slender fingers went from the beautiful curve of her neck to the collar of her uniform shirt, and very patiently, unbuttoned her one by one, trampling on the dignity of the poor girl.

Zhuang Haotang sighed lightly, turned his face to a room of people and instructed: "You go to the box next to you first, and when I finish my errand, let's go to another house to continue the stall." ”

"Zhuang Haotang, you are not human!" Ling Qingran scolded heartbreakingly.

Si Wan turned her head and saw in a trance that they were dragging Ling Qingran like a dog, Ling Qingran's hands were clutching the door frame of the box, her blood-red eyes, desperately, she just refused to let go, and she refused to let go.

Si Wan wanted to say something, but she couldn't.

Her half-naked body was exposed to the dim light, to the indifferent gaze of the men, and she trembled in despair. She knew what she was going to lose, and in the most unbearable and photographable way.

She turned her face sideways and saw bottles, glasses, and ice picks in the ice tube on the table...... As long as she can get it, even if she can't stop him, she can finish herself.

But she couldn't move, her hands were pressed by him, and her whole body was pinned in his arms, his fingers teasing her sideburns, kissing her tear-stained face carefully, and with great interest to continue this cruel game, her eyes full of possession and desire for prey.

The tip of her nose smelled the male musk and the strong breath of desire, Si Wan was cold, the whole person seemed to sink into the water, her breathing became more and more difficult, and her consciousness became less and less conscious.