The air conditioner was on in the room. Song Xiang kept staring at Bo Zhan, but felt that it was getting hotter and hotter.
"Sister, are you hot?"
Bo Zhan raised his eyes, with an incomprehensible smile in his eyes.
Song Xiang was so frightened by what he saw that she couldn't help but retreat. She grabbed the cushions of the sofa beneath her and said, "It's... not bad."
"How can it be okay?"
Bo Zhan's smile suddenly changed. He stared at Song Xiang like a wild animal staring at its dying prey, "You are so scared that sweat breaks out on your forehead."
Song Xiang froze.
She was speechless for a moment, thinking she had made a mistake.
Bo Zhan sat opposite her, threw away the documents in his hand, stood up suddenly, and approached slowly.
Song Xiang found it a little difficult to breathe and tilted her head back in confusion, looking at the young face above.
“It’s very rude to peek at other people’s messages.”
boom!
There was a dull thunder in my mind.
Song Xiang's eyes widened and he couldn't utter a single word.
She didn't expect that Bo Zhan would find out.
The young man was still smiling, but his expression was like a devil playing with a puppet. He slowly leaned forward and touched Song Xiang's face with his deep hand.
"Sister, why don't you speak?"
Song Xiang clenched the fabric under her tight clothes, her brain suddenly condensed and she couldn't think at all.
After a moment of confusion, she noticed something strange about her body.
"milk tea……"
"Yes, milk tea." Bo Zhan smiled and clicked his tongue, "Originally I just wanted to buy you something to drink, but you turned out to be so naughty that I forced me to take action in advance."
Song Xiang understood that there was nothing wrong with the milk tea. He just bumped into her in the corridor and found out that the message had been peeked, so he called Suman again.
The special thing was put in when he came in to insert the tube into Milk Tea.
I regret it endlessly, I was too careless.
"What on earth do you want to do?!"
She yelled with all her strength, and as soon as her voice came out, her whole body lost strength.
"It's fun." Bo Zhan clicked his tongue, admiring the blushing woman in front of him, and came closer to her, "Sister, if I take you, what will Brother Han's expression be like?"
Song Xiang stared at him, unable to say a word.
Bo Zhan laughed out loud without any fear, "He will kill me."
Halfway through, he paused and said, "But unfortunately, my surname is Bo, and he can't kill me."
Song Xiang gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and her nails dug deeply into her palms. The pain made her think clearly.
Bo Zhan was so excited by her expression that his blood boiled and he stared at her for a long time.
Suddenly! Song Xiang stood up suddenly and pushed away the person in front of him.
Run outside quickly.
"Help!"
"No need to shout."
Bo Zhan closed his eyes, strode forward, easily grabbed the woman's arm, then turned his hand and threw her heavily on the bed.
Song Xiang was thrown until her eyesight turned black. When she wanted to get up, Bo Zhan had already stepped forward and grabbed her neck with one hand.
The strong feeling of suffocation forced her to burst into tears quickly.
The fear of being bullied by Louis came up, even more.
She had no strength all over her body and her brain wasn't working very well. The only chance she had was to shout something.
"There is no one on the whole floor. Sister, you can call safely and no one will disturb us."
Bo Zhan chuckled lightly, leaned over and pressed a kiss on the woman's red lips.
"Don't be afraid, I will be very gentle."
He suddenly let go of his hand, giving Song Xiang a chance to breathe.
However, the next second, when Song Xiang could shout, he strangled Song Xiang's neck again.
Going back and forth, never getting tired of it, just like playing with a toy.