As the night darkens, the ink in the sky spreads out like ink.

The woman was wearing a nightgown, leaning lightly on the sofa, her long hair was scattered, and her fair and slender hands were holding a goblet and shaking it gently.

The thick curly eyelashes are slightly constricted, and the delicate face is a little lazy and careless.

Weng –

Picked up the phone and glanced at it, swiping his fingertip across the screen.

"Weilan, help me...", the voice was hurried and hurried.

Then an exclamation sounded on the other side, and before Bai Weilan could respond, the call was hung up by the other party.

Looking at the mobile phone screen showing that the call had ended, Bai Weilan squinted her eyes slightly, and her delicate and flawless face was a little cold.

Use your mobile phone to locate Qiao Chu's location at this time.

Looking at the address displayed on the phone screen, she pursed her lips.

...

Pawchan Hotel

Private rooms.

Qiao Chu was wearing a small burgundy dress, and was pressed on the sofa, one side of the dress had been torn, leaking a little spring.

She gritted her teeth and picked up something from the side and smashed it on the man's head.

Bang –

The man's head tilted to the side, blood began to appear on his head, and he stood up and stumbled back a few steps.

He frowned, his expression darkened. Without saying a word, raising his hand towards Qiao Chu's face was a slap.

Smack-

At that moment, Qiao Chu only felt a dizziness in front of him.

She bit her lip and retreated in embarrassment, refusing to give in until her back was against the wall behind her, and there was no way back.

A hint of despair welled up in her eyes.

Looking at the expression on her face, the man snorted coldly, his expression disdainful.

He walked up to the woman and pinched her chin without mercy and lifted it up.

"Since you're here, what kind of chaste martyr are you pretending to be here?" There was sarcasm in the words.

He raised his other hand and stroked Qiao Chu's other intact cheek, brought his face to the side of Qiao Chu's face, took a deep breath, and patted it.

"As long as you are obedient, I promise to make you popular."

With undisguised salivation in his eyes, at the moment when he leaned down and wanted to kiss him.

The door to the private room was opened from the outside.

Seeing your good things being disturbed.

The man's face was very bad, and he raised his head and wanted to scold.

As a result, as soon as he looked up, he saw a face that was better than Qiao Chu.

He breathed as if he had seen a living fairy in heaven.

For a moment, I even wondered if my body was too excited and hallucinated.

Taking advantage of this free time, Qiao Chu raised his thighs and pushed the inside of the man fiercely.

Then he broke free from his restraints and ran towards Bai Weilan.

The man was kicked a little unprepared, and his face was distorted in pain.

"Damn, dead woman."

scolded and scolded, endured the pain and wanted to arrest the person back.

Seeing his movements, Bai Weilan frowned slightly, walked over quickly to protect Qiao Chu behind him, and kicked towards the man.

A kick was made in the man's abdomen, and the man was kicked out and fell to the ground.

The whole person's face was pale, and cold sweat was falling down in big drops.

A fishy sweetness in the throat. I couldn't speak in pain, I just felt that my internal organs were displaced.

The strength of the kick can be seen.

Looking at the man's miserable appearance, Qiao Chu couldn't help but tighten his grip on Bai Weilan's hand a little, and there was a little worry on his face.

"Weilan, will something happen if you make him like this?"

Although she also felt very relieved, she was still worried about her friend in the bottom of her heart.

Bai Weilan raised her eyes and glanced behind her faintly, and the hotel manager standing behind immediately stood up.

Standing trembling, his palms sweating.