Chapter 1: I won't be responsible
"Hurt ......"
In the dark room, the woman snorted softly, but the man on her body had no intention of caring for her at all. Her aching hands clasped tightly around his back, leaving a trail of scratches on his bare skin.
The more this happens, the more excited the man becomes, and the more violent he becomes.
"Hmm......"
There was an endless moan on her lips, and I don't know how long it took for her to be put back on the bed.
Mo Qingyan had already fainted, and she was so thin that she couldn't resist this kind of request at all. Even if she took that medicine, even if there was still a fragrance in the room. But she can still feel the pain of being fiercely possessed.
The next day, Mo Qingyan, who had no idea what was going on, was sleeping soundly.
"Thorny ......"
The strong light hit suddenly, and Mo Qingyan reflexively covered the quilt on his face.
The man who opened the curtain had a unique handsome face, with a demonic charm, squinting his eyes slightly, sweeping towards the woman covered with a quilt on the bed, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he smiled coldly and dangerously.
"Woman, whoever asked you to come, but please remember. I won't be responsible, and I'm not going to feel half guilty. Don't let me see you again. ”
His voice was as cold as the North Pole, and as he spoke, he picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on his body. Thinking that he was drugged last night, and knowing that someone was calculating him, his expression became more and more cold.
No matter what the purpose of that person is? He wouldn't let the news get out.
After he was neatly dressed, he glanced at the bed again, and the woman had been covered with the quilt, no matter what her purpose was. With him, it didn't work. Opened the door with long legs and left.
On the bed, Mo Qingyan didn't hear anything at all, she was very tired and had been asleep. Normally she had a bed-like problem, but after the powerful ravages of last night, she couldn't wake up even more.
She was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone, grabbed the mobile phone on the side, and connected it.
"Hello?"
"Sister, why aren't you in the room? Where did it go? ”
Mo Qingxue took the reporter to catch the rapist, but when she arrived at room 807, she didn't find anyone. So I could only call her, and I hated her so much that my teeth itched. Everything last night, she arranged it so perfectly, but don't it work out?
Mo Qingyan was in pain all over his body, and replied weakly, "Isn't the room card you gave 801?" ”
Then his eyes closed again.
Mo Qingxue Weileng, 801? How can you be mistaken?
Then she heard Mo Qingyan's scream, she just wanted to sleep, and suddenly felt as if she was wearing nothing, so she sat up in fright.
Seeing the traces on his body, he was even more sure that he was slept with, and the kiss marks on his chest were simply too perverted.
Then the door was kicked open, the flash light kept flashing, and Mo Qingyan was completely stunned. Quickly pulled the quilt and wrapped himself, "You, who are you?" Breaking into someone else's room? ”
Mo Qingxue stepped on high heels, twisted her thin waist and came to the bed, and screamed.
"Sister, what are you? How did you sleep with other men? If Grandpa knew, he would be angry. ”
After the reporter was kicked out by the people in the hotel, Mo Qingyan put on the clothes Mo Qingxue bought for her, and asked her to buy a high-necked one, but she bought a one-collar off-the-shoulder.
After she put it on, the marks on her neck and chest were completely exposed. She looked at herself in the mirror, her beautiful and full little face, big eyes, which matched the dress very well, but the traces on her body, but they were incompatible with her sweet appearance.
"Xiaoxue, I didn't ask you to buy a high collar, how did you buy it like this?"
Mo Qingxue smiled very coldly, and walked towards her step by step.
"Sister, there's no way, it's summer, no one sells it, so you can just do it. By the way, grandpa, they're looking for you, let's go downstairs. ”
How could Mo Qingyan go to see people like this, so she wanted to stop it, but she pulled her out of the door, and the door of the room closed with a "snap".
"No, Xiaoxue, I can't go to see grandpa like this."