Song Xingchen was covered in lead, without any strength, she barely opened her eyes, and when she was about to get up, she was directly pulled to the ground by a force from nowhere.

"Ah......h

Take a closer look, it was Su Qiaoqiao, who she hadn't seen for a long time, she leaned against the wall, looking at herself on the ground with interest, as if she was looking at a prey.

"Su Qiaoqiao, where is Leng Haochen?" Song Xingchen was about to try to get up when he heard an extremely familiar voice coming from the corner of the room......

The magnetic voice of "Xingchen ......" contains the man's worry and nervousness about Song Xingchen!

Even if it was just these two words, Song Xingchen was stunned for a second, and then his eyes turned red.

"Leng Haochen, are you okay?" Song Xingchen hurriedly followed the prestige, and finally saw Leng Haochen, who had disappeared for a long time.

He was controlled by Su Qiaoqiao with handcuffs, the clothes on his body were messily entangled, and he couldn't see his original appearance, there were deep and light colors on it, which were the marks left after the blood coagulation, and the originally handsome face was blue and purple, and he didn't suffer less at first glance.

"Haochen ......" After Song Xingchen saw Leng Haochen, his nose was sore, he couldn't hold back his tears anymore, he couldn't care about the pain in his knees, and he limped towards Leng Haochen.

But Song Xingchen staggered two steps forward, and Su Qiaoqiao, who was originally leaning against the wall, suddenly walked towards her: "When I don't exist?" ”

Then, she grabbed Song Xingchen's hair: "Look at me." ”

This time, Song Xingchen was forced to raise his head in pain, but the corners of his lips were still smiling: "Su Qiaoqiao, what is there to look at with your ugly face?" ”

With a snap, Su Qiaoqiao slapped her without saying a word, and sneered: "Try it again?" ”

In the corner, Leng Haochen heard this crisp slap, his face suddenly became gloomy, and his originally weak tone was raised by eight degrees: "Su Qiaoqiao, come at me if you have anything." ”

"Haochen, I'm fine." Song Xingchen only felt that her scalp was hot and painful, as if all her hair was going to be torn off by Su Qiaoqiao, but in front of Leng Haochen, she gritted her teeth in a daze, didn't say a word in pain, and smiled reluctantly: "When filming, the slaps are all real fans, so it should be rehearsal." ”

She knew that she shouldn't provoke Su Qiaoqiao, but now she could only delay time like this and wait for rescue, Lu Zhiyan's people found out that something was wrong, and they should find a way to find it.

She can afford the pain of flesh and skin.

But Song Xingchen's reaction only angered Su Qiaoqiao even more.

"What, you're afraid that he will be distressed?" Su Qiaoqiao glanced in Leng Haochen's direction, and then fell on Song Xingchen's face again, smiling maliciously: "Then do you know that he has been here with me for so many days, what have we done on that bed?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a small lamp lit up not far away, and the light shrouded a large bed, simple and messy, and the color of the blood stains spread one by one, looking ambiguous and dangerous.

Song Xingchen clenched his fists, looking at Su Qiaoqiao's eyes full of anger: "Are you just like that?" ”

"What did you say?"

"If I were Leng Haochen, I wouldn't look down on you." Song Xingchen raised his chin: "For the sake of a man, make yourself look like this." ”

"Who are you to say about me?" Su Qiaoqiao finally let go of Song Xingchen's hair, then took the wet tissue handed over by the person on the side, and carefully wiped her fingertips, as if she had just touched something unclean.

"Song Xingchen, it seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, if you want to find death, I won't stop you."

As she spoke, two bodyguards of more than one meter and eight meters immediately grabbed Song Xingchen's arm tightly, making her unable to move at all.

Song Xingchen swallowed her saliva and said that it was fake not to be nervous, but she had to stay calm and not lose the initiative in front of Su Qiaoqiao.

"If you want to kill someone, why do you have to go all the way to lure me here?" Song Xingchen asked rhetorically.

Su Qiaoqiao raised her eyebrows and threw the wet tissue in her face: "I am kind enough to let you die together, before you die, let him see what kind of garbage you are." ”

Song Xingchen closed his eyes, and had an ominous premonition in his heart: "Don't you love Leng Haochen?" Why torture him so much, if you have anything, you will come at me. ”

"Song Xingchen, don't talk nonsense." Leng Haochen originally wanted to rush over, but in addition to the handcuffs on his hands, he was tied with chains under Su Qiaoqiao's feet, and when he moved, the chains rattled, and he couldn't get close to Song Xingchen with all his might.

When Su Qiaoqiao saw this scene, a distorted expression flashed on her face, and she quickly laughed: "It's really affectionate, I have fantasized about the picture for so many years, but you gave it to another woman." ”

She gave Song Xingchen a backhand slap, then pinched her chin and forced Song Xingchen to raise his head, and sneered: "What do you like about her?" This face, or is it a vixen's means? ”

Song Xingchen clenched his teeth, and his eyes were full of gold stars when he was beaten, but he still didn't make a painful sound.

"Don't touch her." When Leng Haochen struggled, blood marks appeared on his wrists, he took a deep breath, and then turned his gaze to the proud Su Qiaoqiao: "Su Qiaoqiao, let's talk about it." ”

"Talk?" When Su Qiaoqiao heard this, she didn't have a happy look on her face at all, but almost bit a mouthful of silver teeth.

"I've been talking to you for so long, and you won't compromise after all the means have been exhausted, and now that you see this slapped, you put down your body and want to talk to me?"

Leng Haochen pursed his lips tightly, and his gaze fell on Song Xingchen's face, which contained murderous aura.

"Is she good-looking now?" Su Qiaoqiao slowly paced in front of Leng Haochen and looked at him with a smile: "You have been here with me for so long, no matter how I deal with you, persecute you, beat you and scold you, you won't even give me a superfluous look, but now that Song Xingchen is here, you are like a different person, it really makes me so sad." ”

"I can stay forever, on the condition that you must release Song Xingchen." Leng Haochen looked at Su Qiaoqiao coldly, and put forward his own conditions: "The person you want is not her." ”

Su Qiaoqiao pulled her lips, bent down to his cheek, and exhaled like a lan: "Stay, even if I will play with your flesh and then kill you?" ”