All wisdom and conspiracy are no match for absolute violence. Facing Louis, Song Xiang can still turn around, but facing Bo Zhan, she doesn't even have a chance to use her brain.
The buttons on her collar were unbuttoned, and she could only struggle to avoid Bo Zhan's kiss, but in vain.
Bo Zhan looked thin, but his strength was so frightening that Song Xiang couldn't even move.
"save……"
Before I could finish my words, despair surged over me like a tide, opening the valve of tears.
My mind was empty, but a face that was always cold flashed across my mind.
"strict……"
"Want to call me Brother Han?"
Bo Zhan suddenly stopped and kissed the person next to him on the eyes, speaking cruelly.
"He is abroad and can't disturb us."
asshole!
Song Xiang's voice was stuck in his throat, and he shook his head with red eyes, but he could only watch the person approaching him again.
His movements were gentle, but they seemed like deliberate playfulness.
Little by little, from the forehead to the neck, finally unbuttoned one by one.
Song Xiang's mouth was covered and she stared at the crystal lamp on the ceiling.
I felt a chill on my chest, and all the buttons of my shirt were unbuttoned, revealing the bra underneath.
Bo Zhan clicked his tongue, "Sister, you are so beautiful..."
His eyes fell on the streak of snow-white skin, and he slowly leaned over.
Song Xiang's eyes widened and he shook his head vigorously, "Well...!"
To no avail, no one will show up.
She lost her strength and closed her eyes in despair.
Severe cold...
Bang!!!
There was a loud noise.
Song Xiang's thoughts were blurred and he thought he was dreaming.
In an instant, someone broke into the room.
Bo Zhan was lifted up from her body.
Everything happened so unexpectedly that Song Xiang was blinded and could only hear the sound of fists hitting the human body several times in a row.
"Severe cold!!"
With a sharp shout, someone rushed into the room again.
Song Xiang finally came to his senses and wrapped up his clothes subconsciously, but he didn't have the strength to get up.
The room was in a mess.
With his vision blurred, Bo Zhan was pinned down on the sofa. The man's attack was particularly ruthless, but he was pulled back midway.
She vaguely felt like it was severe cold, but also thought it was impossible.
It must be a dream, Yan Han is far away in Europe.
Tears fell down, and in the next second, someone approached the bed.
"Song Xiang!"
The man approached her, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and his eyes were blood red.
Song Xiang stared at him, but didn't recognize him immediately.
"Master, get out of here first." Someone reminded.
Immediately afterwards, Song Xiang felt that she was being picked up.
When I walked out of the room, I probably found another room.
There was chaos all around, and she couldn't hear clearly what everyone was saying.
Suddenly, the body was thrown into the cold water, and the heat instantly subsided, as if the whole body was frozen.
Cold water pours down from the top of the head, looking up through the water curtain.
The man stood by the bathtub with sinister eyes and murderous intent all over his body.
"Where's your brain? Aren't you usually very powerful in front of me?!"
He roared angrily, and the sound reached Song Xiang's ears, and Song Xiang really woke up.
It's not a dream, it's really severe cold.
He put in the cold water and sprayed the water from the shower head to make her soul return to its original place. Then he smashed the shower head angrily and turned around and left the bathroom.
There were loud noises outside, including the sound of things being smashed.
"No matter who he is! I will destroy him!!"
Song Xiang was soaking in the ice water, and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. She couldn't guess who Yan Han was talking to, and her whole body was sinking rapidly into the water.