Chapter Ninety-Two: In Danger
At this moment, not far ahead.
In the darkness of the night, a dark shadow rushed towards her, like salvation from hell.
It was Zuo Chenye who rushed towards Qiao Ran.
At the moment when Liu Shuang grabbed Qiao Ran's shoulder and tore open her clothes.
An over-the-shoulder fall, Zuo Chenye threw Liu Shuang to the ground.
Zuo Chenye is a third-stage black belt in taekwondo, with sharp skills and extremely fast movements, Liu Shuang is not an opponent at all. The last time he was chased and killed, because the other three were all professional killers and had guns, he was drugged and injured before he was defeated by his opponent and forced to jump into the Han River.
Liu Shuang knew that he couldn't be exposed, so he hurriedly rushed into the abandoned residential building, the structure of the old community was complicated, and he disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Zuo Chenye hugged Qiao Ran, who fell to the ground, with one arm and hugged her tightly in his arms. Seeing that her clothes were in tatters and beauty loomed, he quickly took off his suit and wrapped her.
His heart was pounding, and he couldn't calm down, he couldn't slow down.
She was almost defiled, and she was too hanging.
Previously, he dialed her phone, but no one answered.
In each of the next scenes, she was attacked, and her voice was clearly transmitted to him over the phone.
He was so anxious in the car, he had never been so flustered.
The severe cold even drove to a speed of 200+ in the city, running a red light all the way.
On the way, he inquired about the terrain and analyzed that Qiao Ran must be in a long hidden alley waiting for demolition.
As soon as he stopped, Zuo Chenye rushed into the alley.
Yan Han parked the car and rushed over, anxious, "Zuo Shao, I'll chase after you." ”
He sincerely admired Qiao Ran, and when he saw Qiao Ran being bullied, his anger surged.
"Wait, don't chase. Send us home first. Zuo Chenye hugged Qiao Ran in his arms, and he didn't chase because he found her whole person
Wrong.
Qiao Ran's consciousness was already blurred, his expression was confused, his face was flushed abnormally, and his whole body was terrifyingly hot.
Zuo Chenye knew what was going on with Qiao Ran.
Could it be, she was drugged?
He had experienced such a feeling, and he knew that she must be having a hard time now.
"Zuo Shao, why don't you chase it? Damn, there is no monitoring around here, let this bastard go in vain. "The cold was extremely depressed and indignant.
"Something is wrong with her. She was drugged. Zuo Chenye picked up Qiao Ran horizontally, strode to the car, and sat in the back seat of the Bentley with her.
Yan Han's expression was cold, although he was unwilling, but he also knew that Qiao Ran was more important at the moment, so he hurriedly sat in the driver's seat, started, stepped on the accelerator, and galloped away.
In the back seat of a Bentley.
Qiao Ran's gaze became more and more distracted, and her inexplicable desire became stronger and stronger, as if countless ants were constantly gnawing on her body. The embrace in front of her felt so cool, so comfortable, like an antidote, she couldn't help but cling to it and sighed with satisfaction.
Zuo Chenyejun's brows furrowed, seeing that her eyes were filled with mist, and she kept writhing in his arms.
He understands this feeling, he was drugged like this before, and finally lost his mind before he had a relationship with An Yunxi.
Qiao Ran didn't know what she wanted, her flushed cheeks and misty eyes made her look more sexy and beautiful.
It was too comfortable to be close to him, and she suddenly reached out to hook Zuo Chenye's neck, and her soft red lips touched his.
It's like longing for an antidote.
Zuo Chenye's body was stunned, and his back stiffened.
Her fresh smell rushed into his nose, with a hint of champagne mellowness, and the tender cloves were presumptuous between his lips, eager, scorching, uncontrollable.
Zuo Chenye tightened his brows, only to feel that his suppressed reason was on the verge of disintegration.
Somewhere a fire burned, and the sweat of forbearance trickled down his forehead.
Qiao Ran was completely uncontrollable, her hands were extremely restless, and she was on fire everywhere.
Zuo Chenye's shirt was almost all open, he couldn't stand it anymore, he grabbed her moving hand suddenly, and looked at her with burning eyes, "Do you know what you're doing?"
"It's hot, I'm hot. ”
Qiao Ran ignored it and continued to burn the prairies, if she knew her current actions after sobering up, she would definitely be embarrassed.
Zuo Chenye was about to be driven crazy by her, so he could only catch her hands, his voice was hoarse, and he coaxed, "Good, it won't work here, if you endure it any longer, you will be home soon." ”
Without reason, he couldn't have asked for her in the car.
What's more, the bitter cold is still driving.
The battle behind was so hot and fierce that the cold didn't even dare to raise his eyes to look in the rearview mirror, and a big man blushed to the root of his ears.
Racing all the way in the cold and sweating, he finally drove back to the Zuo family's old house.
Zuo Chenye picked up Qiao Ran, strode into the house, went upstairs, and put her on the bed.
As soon as she reached the soft bed, Qiao Ran gasped comfortably, her hand firmly hooked his neck, refusing to let go.
At this point, he was pulled down again, and he fell down on the bed with him, kissing him on the lips again.
Her kissing skills were poor, jerky, but damn soft, and the sweet feeling rippled through his heart.
He closed his eyes and didn't want to think about it anymore.
It was obviously her who was drugged.
He was also drugged. His wheezing voice became heavier and heavier, and his eyes looked at Qiao Ran deeply.
Qiao Ran couldn't see his appearance clearly, and his reason was swallowed up by the darkness little by little.
"It's going to hurt a little, bear with it. Zuo Chenye coaxed softly, he reached out to untie the belt and kissed her back.
The atmosphere in the room became more and more ambiguous, and a strong atmosphere overflowed all around.
Scattered laundry.
When he was about to kick the door, Zuo Chenye regained a trace of sanity, he suddenly left her, grabbed her delicate chin with one hand, looked at her red and swollen lips that were kissed, and his voice was hoarse.
"Who am I, who is the one who wants you?" answer me. He had to make sure she had any sobriety left.
He didn't want her when she wasn't even aware of it.