Wen Lirou kicked all the way, but did not exchange for freedom.

On the contrary, the whole body was in more pain because of his own resistance.

Desperate and helpless, she gave up struggling.

With the footsteps of the bodyguards, Wen Lirou stared helplessly at the European-style villa that was getting closer and closer.

There was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and it was actually coming to her.

A series of images suddenly popped up in my mind, like bubbles floating in the air, with no end or end.

She looks like she's wearing a maid's suit, nervously and busily running around here with a plate.

There is also a picture of her holding a plate and respectfully greeting the handsome man.

And the man, though he walked towards him, had a confused face.

Suddenly, the picture cut off again.

A white light flashed in Wen Lirou's mind, and the melon seeds in her head hurt as if they were about to explode.

It hurt so much that she was about to suffocate!

"Miss Joe? What happened to you? Shen Xue's voice seemed to float from heaven, ethereal and ethereal.

"Ahh A dense layer of thin sweat secreted from Wen Lirou's forehead, and she fainted directly with a scream.

"Brother, save me!" Wen Lirou sweated profusely and screamed as she woke up from her nightmare.

The dream was too realistic, and Wen Lirou didn't come back to her senses for a long time after waking up.

"Brother? Oh, Qiao Feifei, the scene of pretending to be dead and dreaming is well rehearsed. There was a sneering sneer on the corner of Gong Junfeng's mouth, and his eyes swept towards Wen Lirou with hatred like a knife.

The moment Wen Lirou saw Gong Junfeng, her black pupils dilated instantly.

She stared at Gong Junfeng with wide eyes, and sat up weakly.

Deep down, there are layers of fear that continue to pile up.

"You, you're about to let me go, I, I'm for your good. Otherwise, if I disappear for a day, my brother will definitely call the police, and I'm afraid it will not be good for you at that time. Wen Lirou endured the fear in her heart, and pretended to be kind to persuade Gong Junfeng.

"What bullshit brother! Qiao Feifei, I have a hundred ways to make you spit out the truth, don't force me to be ruthless! Gong Junfeng's eyes suddenly gathered a trace of bloody determination, and he grabbed Wen Lirou's neck and warned fiercely.

His deep black eyes revealed a terrifying murderous aura. Seeing the gentle blood, the ground became cold.

She felt that she was as small as an ant in front of Gong Junfeng.

It seems that as long as you annoy him, you will be pinched to death by him at any time.

"Where the hell did I provoke you? What exactly do you want? Wen Lirou's eyes flashed with tears, and she cried out with her neck twisted.

"Don't test my patience!" Gong Junfeng's voice was as cold as ice for thousands of years, with a murderous light in his cold eyes, and he looked at Wen Lirou condescendingly: "Give a day to think about whether you want to tell me the truth!" ”

Dropping these words, Gong Junfeng walked out of the room with long legs.

"I said I'm not Qiao Feifei, my name is Wen ......" Wen Lirou jumped out of bed with a flutter, wanting to run over and grab Gong Junfeng to explain again.

Bang!

Gong Junfeng was one step ahead of her and slammed the bedroom door.

"Bastard! Open the door! Wen Lirou tugged at the doorknob and tried hard to pull it open.

Can......

There was no movement at the door, and it remained tightly closed.

There is a sense of grievance and helplessness of being played with in the palm of his hand, and he climbs into Wen Li's heart.

Her nose was sour, and tears fell uncontrollably.

At this moment, she missed her nagging aunt more than ever, and her brother who held her in the palm of her hand.

Defenselessly!

The door suddenly pushed open vigorously from the outside, and Wen Lirou looked at the person who opened the door crying.

With just one look, she was so frightened that she sifted back like chaff.