The hotel room was pitch black, the curtains were all closed, and in the darkness, Li Shengxiao keenly smelled the smell of blood......

His thin lips pursed, and the scarlet color under his eyes loomed. The carved side face was as cold as jade, and it looked as if there was no change in his expression, but if you looked closely, you could see that the muscles of his side face were clenched tightly, and his noble and handsome face was shrouded in a layer of frost.

In addition to the smell of blood in the room, you can also hear the man's low moan, which is very ambiguous and has to make people think about it.

A smell of blood welled up in Li Shengxiao's throat.

He stepped in on his long legs and turned on the light in the room without hesitation......

No matter what scene he sees after turning on the lights, he is mentally prepared.

But after the light in the room was turned on, the noble man's eagle eyes were still visible to the naked eye and shrunk into needle-tip wheat!

There was blood everywhere on the ground and on the bed, and the red color was shocking, making people see the depression of their heartbeats. It's unimaginably tragic! There were still three men lying on the ground, all covering their eyes and moaning on the ground.

This is the 'ambiguous' voice he heard!

In the midst of a tragic scene, he didn't see the person he was looking for.

"Looks!"

Li Shengxiao jumped a few times on his temples and walked inside.

That little woman must be in there!

It's impossible to go anywhere else......

Where the hell is she?

Because the 12th floor is the hotel's ordinary double room, even if it is a 5-star hotel, a room is about 25 square meters, Li Shengxiao soon found a little woman curled up in the corner in the bathroom.

The shower head in the bathroom was on, and his face curled up in the corner where the shower head could be showered, clutching the things in his hand in a defensive posture, leaning there weakly.

Her delicate melon seed face is very white and white, white like a blank piece of paper, which will break when you poke it.

The long seaweed-like hair wet wrapped around the little woman's shoulders, and the black Hepburn skirt on her body hung crookedly, and a large piece of porcelain white skin was exposed, white and crystal clear, like an iris that was about to die, and the demon was so poignant that it was about to break off at the waist.

Cold ice water poured down from the sprinkler above her head, and you could see a faint color of blood flowing down the ice water from the ground on the tiles on the ground, all of which was washed down from her face.

She was still holding a shiny thing in her hand, and when she looked closer, she saw that the shiny thing she was holding in her hand was actually a sharp shard of glass.

She grasped it very tightly, like grasping a life-saving straw, and she was desperately unwilling to let go. The sharp edge of the glass had cut through the palm of her hand, and the wound had been washed away by cold water for so long. The flesh in the palm of the hand has been turned over, and it is soaked white, and it looks so thrilling and thrilling.

In addition to the wounds on her palms, there were several wounds on her body, large and small, and the only thing that was not there was the ambiguous mark that a woman and three men should have seen when they were locked in the same room.

Li Shengxiao has never been so uncomfortable, his heart is like a time bomb, that suffocating feeling, he is short of breath when he is pressed fast.

He stepped out of his long legs, ignoring the cold water sprinklers that were still spraying in the bathroom, and rushed in like the wind. One hand grabbed the little woman's wrist, "Face." ”

The skin was as cold as if there was no temperature, as if he was not scratching a living person, but a piece of ice.

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