Growing up in the doting of his parents and growing up in the aura of his parents, Ni Wei, who has been pampered since he was a child, has a conceit that surpasses ordinary people.

In his opinion, Jun Qing was no different from those girls he had played with before.

However, he was wrong!

didn't give the other party a chance to get close to him at all, Jun raised his hand lightly and shook off the palm of the other party's arm on his arm, and forcefully pushed away the presumptuous boy who was full of alcohol in front of him.

Ni Wei took two steps back, his back hitting the wall on the other side of the hallway.

"I'm not interested in you." Without the panic that Ni Wei imagined, Jun looked at Ni Wei who hit the wall coldly, and his voice was fierce, "Mr. Ni, please respect yourself!" ”

Raising her hand to cut her clothes and hair, she turned and walked towards the exit of the corridor.

Ni Wei chased after her, grabbed her arm hard, and pulled Jun Qing back in front of him with his brute strength as a man.

"Dead girl, don't even think about going anywhere tonight!"

He reached out his left hand and pushed open the door to the box beside him.

The doors of the boxes were separated, and the lights were on inside, and they were empty.

This box was arranged by him a long time ago, and it was prepared for Jun Qing.

Including the cocktail given to her, it was all manipulated.

Everything tonight is a game.

Jun turned his face lightly and glanced into the box.

A sneer flashed at the corner of her lips, and she didn't resist, she let Ni Wei push her into the box.

Pushing her away, Ni Wei closed the box door tightly with his backhand, his handsome face was hideous because of his smile, and his tone was even more presumptuous.

"I'll tell you Jun Qing, the woman I want to play with, I have never missed!" Ni Wei lazily rubbed her neck, "You'd better take the initiative now, otherwise, I'll take pictures of your fruit in a while and post them on the Internet for everyone to enjoy." ”

This is not the first time Ni Wei has done this kind of thing.

When he encounters those who are disobedient, he uses this method, using his hands and feet in the drink, and then using the other party's photo as a coercion to force the other party to obey until he gets tired of playing or finds the next target.

The little girl in front of her was very wild, but Ni Wei was not worried.

She has already drunk most of the juice, and she will lose the ability to resist after a while, and then she will be obediently at his mercy.

Jun Qing only listened to the other party's words and guessed that this was not the first time he had done such a thing.

Imagining the girls he toyed with, she couldn't help but grit her back teeth.

Putting the backpack in his hand aside, Jun Qing raised his hands to pull up his long hair, took out a leather band from his pocket and tied it at the back of his head.

"How?" Ni Wei glanced her up and down and smiled evilly, "Can't wait?" ”

Jun Qing's arms were slightly raised, and the corners of his lips were raised.

"I really can't wait!"

The word "has" came out, and her people had already stepped forward.

Twist the waist, spin the body, and have a nice side kick on the right leg.

The feet in flat shoes gasped fiercely on Ni Wei's chest.

Ni Wei saw the light and shadow flash in front of him, and in the next second, he had already received a heavy kick in his chest, and he took three steps back in a row, hitting the head of the bed in the suitcase.

Jun grabbed the cushions on the sofa lightly, chased after him like a shadow, covered Ni Wei's mouth with cushions with both hands, raised his right foot, and pushed his knees up fiercely.

When the key point was hit, Ni Wei screamed miserably, and almost fainted in pain.

With the sound-muffling effect of the cushions, coupled with the good sound insulation effect of the KTV box, his screams did not spread outside.

Jun took two steps back lightly, watched with satisfaction as he clamped his legs, and bent down with a pale face.

Throwing the cushion back on the couch, Jun Qing came behind him, raised his foot, and kicked the opponent in the back of the knee.

Ni Wei screamed and fell to his knees, hunched his back, with the carpet on his head, stuck on the ground like an ostrich, his face was as white as paper, the sweat on his forehead had flowed out, and he was almost out of breath in pain.

"Next time you do this kind of indiscriminate thing, I'll find two men to let you taste the taste of being forced!"

Raising his foot to kick Ni Wei away, Jun bent over and took his backpack, didn't look at him, and walked to the door of the box.

Carefully pulling the door open a crack, she cautiously looked out.

Through the crack in the door, I saw that at the entrance of the corridor, Zhao Manyu was walking over.

Behind her, there were two men, one with a camera around his neck and the other with a camera in his hand, apparently reporters or paparazzi or something.

The driving style was clearly aimed at the box where the two of them were.

This bastard!

She secretly cursed a dirty word in her heart.

If a reporter photographed her and Ni Wei together, she would have no way to explain it at that time.

Who would believe her empty words, and when the time comes, they will definitely be bitten back by Zhao Manyu and Ni Wei.

The image she had built up with great difficulty, of course, could not be ruined in the hands of such bastards.

Closing the door, Jun Qing quickly glanced around, her eyes fell on the balcony of the box, she walked over quickly, made up for Ni Wei's face in annoyance, and stepped on the terrace neatly.

"Right ahead." Zhao Manyu raised his hand and pointed to the private room where Ni Wei was, "You can remember to take the photos clearly, and you will see the newspaper tomorrow morning, as long as there is a hot spot, the money is negotiable!" ”

"Don't worry, we're professional!"

"That's it, we don't cooperate once or twice, you still can't trust us?"

The two reporters swore promise to follow her to the box.

Zhao Manyu put his ear to the door and listened, and gently buckled the door.

"Williams?"

"Quick...... Get the in...... Come in......"

Inside the door, Ni Wei's voice was faintly heard, she just thought it was done, she was secretly happy in her heart, pushed open the box door, and glanced at the two reporters.

The reporter rushed in, pointed his camera at the man on the carpet and pressed the shutter.

Zhao Manyu stood at the door, covering the door, and the people were still laughing evilly.

Jun Qing, Jun Qing, you have done a good thing to me several times, this time I will see how the old lady cleans you up.

Two reporters snapped up a few photos and soon realized that something was wrong.

There are some affectionate men and women on the carpet, there is only one Ni Wei, and they look extremely embarrassed.

His clothes and hair were disheveled, his face was full of snot and tears, and there was a half-pulled shoe print on the right side of his face.

"Shoot ...... slap slap ...... Still...... Not to help ...... Help me up......"

The two reporters were startled, one of them rushed over to help Ni Wei up, and the other rushed to the door.

"Sister Zhao, you ...... Fast...... Come on in! ”

Zhao Manyu saw that the other party's expression was wrong, frowned and rushed into the box, and when she saw Ni Wei, who had been repaired by Jun lightly, she was startled, ran over in shock, and grabbed Ni Wei's arm in a panic.

Serena Williams...... How...... How so?! ”

"Jun Qing this...... Sizzle...... Ni Wei opened his mouth to scold, but he pulled the kicked and hurt foot, grinning and gasping, "I...... I won't let her go! ”

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