Chapter Ninety-Two: Let's Go Back and Settle the Score
Now it's time for the third wave to come to an end.
She was fully conscious, though her body was still a little limp.
Coupled with such a bump on horseback, she felt that her body was sore.
The little hand unconsciously touched a strong chest, and Su Xiaoya leaned forward vigilantly, but was quickly pulled back by a strong hand.
Qi Muchen forcefully turned her little face towards herself, and her amber eyes shone with a cold light.
The white horse continued to gallop in the suburbs, and the big boss of Qi clinged to Su Xiaoya's body, gritting his teeth and whispering in her ear.
"Little thing, we'll settle the account slowly when we go back."
Su Xiaoya's eyes widened in horror, and all the scenes from being pulled into the KTV by his colleagues to pour alcohol appeared in front of him.
Oops! She remembered it all now.
When she was drunk, she had the audacity to hang up the phone of this master!
And, as if he's angry now!
Thinking of what he said about slowly settling accounts, Su Xiaoya couldn't help but shudder.
The body shrank back, Su Xiaoya gritted his teeth, and his voice was weak.
"Qi, Mr. Qi, I'm sorry. I was drank, drunk, and didn't mean not to answer your calls. ”
The man behind her bit her earlobe punitively and sneered through gritted teeth.
"They all say that they spit out the truth after drinking. Are you so bold that you forgot what I said? ”
The bony hand clasped her head tightly, bringing her closer to herself, kissing every inch of her exposed skin as if domineeringly.
These are all of these places that the man probably touched when he put his arms around her just now.
He had to use it to imprint her, to cover her with the scent of a wild man!
The body of the little thing in his arms was trembling~ trembling, and the expression on his face was both aggrieved and ashamed.
Qi Muchen's eyes flashed, he reached out and pinched her chin, his voice hoarse.
"Don't worry, I won't let go of any of the people who have calculated you."
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At this time, in the grass of the racecourse, Yuan Lan curled up in a ball, holding her mobile phone and trembling.
Things were going according to her plan.
Seeing that the little bastard she found was about to ruin Su Xiaoya.
But unexpectedly, a man came out of nowhere. That man has an excellent appearance and outstanding temperament, and he didn't take advantage of Su Xiaoya at all.
actually hugged her in his arms very gently, took off his coat, and covered Su Xiaoya in his arms tightly.
Yuan Lan was so jealous that she couldn't do it.
Su Xiaoya's slut is too lucky. Inexplicably, he will be saved by a passing man.
And he's a handsome guy who is as gentle as jade.
"Hmph, it's cheap."
Yuan Lan could only continue to shoot the video, and after filming the man preparing to take Su Xiaoya away, he stopped filming.
Anyway, when she handed over the video to Yu Tongtong immediately, she said that this man and Su Xiaoya were in the grass, but because the power was out, she didn't shoot it.
Forget about the errand.
But just as she was about to put away her mobile phone, seven or eight tall men in black suddenly popped out of nowhere.
All of them were cold and serious, and they surrounded her, looking at her like looking at a dead person.
"You, who are you?" Yuan Lan was so frightened that she couldn't speak.
The phone in her hand was snatched away by a man in black without much effort.
The other decisively held a sharp Swiss Army knife and held it around her neck.