Beloved 99 times: arrogant police superintendent hard to deal

Slowly, all those voices faded away.

In the silence, she felt her was held in her arms.

That's a familiar taste for her.

Gu Liancheng.

The man's face was cold and his whole body was evil. He wrapped her in his coat and walked out.

The man was dragged out. At the moment, he was lying on the ground in confusion and refused to arrest. He called for injustice and said it was voluntary.

Gu Liancheng looked straight ahead and stepped on him with Qiao Jiang in his arms.

That foot, without the slightest mercy.

Lunan stood on one side in shame, listening to the sound of bone fragmentation into the eardrum and the roar of men's pain.

Sweat drips silently.

He was careless about it.

If this hotel didn't happen to be owned by Gu, Qiao Jiang happened to be recognized as Gu's eldest daughter-in-law. She thought she was stealing a man outside and told the Chief Superintendent that the consequences today were really unimaginable.

He Xizhe stood in the most humble corner and watched Qiao Jiang being carried away by Gu Liancheng. He turned and melted into the night.

The night is getting darker and the morning has passed, but xueyang city is still bustling and noisy, just like day.

Neon lights light up the luxury of the city and cover up the brightness of the stars and moon. They wantonly throw changing colors into the sky. The dotted night is hazy, and even the black is not pure.

Qiao Jiang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes faintly.

Looking at this not too strange scene, her hanging heart suddenly relaxed.

This is Gu Liancheng's villa.

She gently moved her feet and found that her body had been able to play, but she was a little weak and weak, and there was a kind of heat from the inside to the outside.

With a slight movement, she pulled out an irresistible wave.

She was drugged by the pervert man.

"Wake up?"

In the dark room, the man's voice was low and deep into the eardrum, as if it had the effect of soothing the heart.

"Uncle?"

There was a faint bedside lamp in the room. By this light, she saw the man on the sofa at a glance.

He was wearing a white bathrobe and his hair was wet, as if he had just bathed.

Qiao Jiang shook his head, "uncle, thank you for saving me. I'll repay you later. It's getting late. I have to go back."

Then she sat up, lifted the quilt and got ready to get out of bed.

As soon as she opened the quilt, her face turned red. It was too late to think about it. She pulled the quilt again and covered herself.

"I..." she looked at him with a red face, "where's my clothes?"

"Take it off." he spit out two words, but the expression on his face is very serious, not mixed with any desire.

Qiao Jiang almost didn't come up at one breath.

"Why?"

He glanced at her faintly, indifferent as a noble childe.

"Wet." words fall, his eyes color complex swept her, and added, "up and down are wet."

Qiao Jiang: "

What nonsense he said!

He walked slowly to the bed and looked down at her. "Since you're awake, I'll relieve your medicine."

His voice was cold and expensive, which was engraved in his bones. It was like a stagnant water in an ancient well.

Qiao Jiang admired his serious ability to speak obscene words.

She looked at him warily and silently shrunk into the quilt. "No, no, I'm in good health. I'll go after a sleep."