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The woman looks outstanding. Although she looks sexy and bright, she doesn't give people the feeling of dust in the nightclub. At this time, she yells loudly, but she also brings out a bit of lingran momentum. At first glance, she looks a bit unruly and looks at each other. From the obvious slow response of the security, it is obvious that the two are hesitant and bullied:

"Miss, you can't go in now ~"

"I have something urgent. Get out of here! Get out of here! "

Stop, Feng Jingyi's eyes unconsciously stayed on the woman for a few more seconds: the workmanship of skirt fabric is very general, the shoes are too fancy, it's not high-end at first sight, the bag is Lv, and the earrings are Chanel's.

This collocation looks ok as a whole, but in fact, it's neither kind nor particular! This style should be very ordinary!

From her own point of view, Feng Jingyi is almost sure that this woman may have some money, but she is definitely not the daughter of zhengbajing. Judging from her delicate skin and tender flesh, this posture is obviously not the staff of the nightclub. Is it difficult that she is——

Mistress? lover?

The thought in my mind just flashed. The next second, it was a dark shadow. With a "bang", there was a cold reprimand: "what are you doing?"

Suddenly, Feng Jingyi looked up and saw that Lulin led the two men up like a wall and stood at the door of the room. At this time, the door had been opened by a woman, but she was pushed and pulled out:

"Brother Lin?"

"Miss Tang, you can break in here too? Are you out of line? "

Lulin in in the middle was covered with horizontal hands, and his eyebrows had been twisted into a ball. Although it was a respectful gesture to ask him to leave, it was obvious that he was high above the ground and implicit anger.

Subconsciously, Feng Jingyi lowered her face and hid in the shadow of the first two bodyguards: it's Lulin!

The people in there are really nine masters?

Holding the wine, Feng Jingyi unconsciously bit the lower lip flap. Her mood was complex, but a woman's low and soft cry came: "I didn't mean it! You let me meet the ninth master -- "

At this time, the door of the room was closed, but it was half closed. Lulin's face became more and more ugly:

"The ninth master is working. It's inconvenient! If you are clever, I advise you not to disturb him! If you leave now, maybe you can leave yourself a way back! "

With a warning look at her, Lulin's hand stretched forward again, but it was an obvious gesture of catching up with guests: "Miss Tang, please!"

Tears pattered down and her shoulders collapsed. The woman seemed to have given up and turned her body slowly. Feng Jingyi glanced at the corner of her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. Who knows, Lulin's hands haven't been taken back. The next second, the woman suddenly turned around and rushed towards the door, banged on the door, and her voice was raised for a few minutes:

"Ninth master, Ninth master!"

"You TMD want to die!"

With a low curse, Lulin pushed her to the ground with a dark face. He motioned to the people on both sides to press her down from left to right. With a look in his eyes, the man also stretched out his hand to cover the woman's scream. They were ready to drag her away by force, but it was obvious that the woman didn't want to go. Even if she climbed and rolled on the ground, high-heeled shoes kicked and banged the floor tiles.

Although it was not the first time to see such a scene, Feng Jingyi was scared to shrink to the position of the wall in an instant. With bursts of repressed "sobbing" sound, the atmosphere was rigid and strange. Suddenly, a harsh woman's scream came from the door:

"Ah!"

Like a thunderbolt falling, everyone stopped moving in an instant. The woman forgot to struggle and cry, and the action of holding her mouth was still. Even Feng Jingyi's head, which had been lowered all the time, looked up. Everyone's eyes focused on the semi claustrophobic door, and then heard a heavy and ambiguous man panting.

His men clenched the tray. Feng Jingyi felt hot all over and her forehead was sweating: it turned out that he and other women were inside——

She has been in the nightclub for more than three months. It's not the first time she hit such a living spring palace. She didn't dare to look straight at every corner. At first, she scared her legs soft. Now she can almost deliver meals normally, but Feng Jingyi hit him for the first time!

At this moment, it was like a cloud of filthy smoke blocking my throat, an unspeakable mood.

But before she could identify it, the door of the room suddenly opened. A woman with disheveled hair came out according to her obviously messy clothes. There were obvious green marks on her exposed arms. Her white body was more like a layer of red clouds. She walked out with her head down and ran away without stopping. She caught it at a glance, Finally, what fixed in Feng Jingyi's mind was the slender back and dark hair.

With big eyes and small eyes, everyone looked at each other and didn't even dare to breathe. At this time, a slightly hoarse low voice came from the house: "come in!"

Clenched his teeth and signaled his men to lift the woman on the ground. Lulin took the lead in pushing the door and walked in: "Ninth master!"

After wandering for a long time, Feng Jingyi gathered around the door with the wine tray. As soon as she raised her eyes, she was facing a black figure on the sofa. Her tall body leaned lazily on the sofa. The white shirt collar was wide open, and the buttons seemed to be disordered. The corners had pulled out of her trouser waist, revealing the edge of a little gold buckle of the black belt, The black hair, which was combed meticulously on weekdays, was slightly disordered and obliquely wiped down a few times. It was less vicious and cold, but it was even more uninhibited. Looking at his posture, I also guessed what was going on in the house just now.

As soon as the sound of hearing the rate in the room stopped, the man who had looked up and closed his eyes and leaned against the sofa straightened up, his legs naturally separated, one hand propped up to his forehead, his closed eyes glanced and slowly closed up, obviously unhappy that he was disturbed.

Even standing at the door, Feng Jingyi can see that someone should be in a very bad mood: also, the good thing has not been achieved and has been turned yellow. Who can have a good face?

Don't they all say that the rule of heaven star is that rabbits don't eat nest grass?

Heaven star even has a clause that internal employees are not allowed to fall in love! So the young lady here, even if the country is beautiful, even the manager can't touch it! Once in love, one of them must leave. Isn't this the new rule made after the ninth master took over? Many rumors also say that he made such a decision for fear of employees' reverie and trouble. What's going on now?

Man!

Sure enough, they are the same!

A knife on the head of the color character can't stop the shivering of the brain on the sperm! No wonder you have to die under the peony. What is it?

But I didn't expect that he didn't even laugh at women on weekdays. He was so dissolute behind him!

The only thing she saw in the world may be the last thing she loved, and it may not be the same as what her parents said in that moment.

I don't know why, in the past, she had an almost crazy obsession with the ninth master, but after three months in heaven, she found that besides life, she had more beauty besides love. Her obsession with the ninth Master seemed to be less strong, but her worship and palpitation to him seemed to become more and more intense, just like now, Obviously, his appearance is his most annoying debauchery. Obviously, he is not the kind of special appearance he knows or likes. However, he still doesn't seem to have a sense of disgust. On the contrary, he feels that he is still handsome under the shadow of half light and half darkness. Sure enough, there are many comics, and the problem of her face control can't be changed!

Maybe her mother is right. Looking at the face of love, she will kill herself sooner or later! How can we tell right from wrong?

But is she really right and wrong? Even if the ninth master is obsessed, even if he runs a nightclub, she still thinks he can't be regarded as a heinous villain, right? After all, he is unmarried, and these women are not forced by him. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer! Like her, no one can push her into the sea of fire as long as she has suffered and is unwilling to degenerate.

Therefore, she doesn't sympathize with these women who sell themselves, and doesn't think how bad he is! Although she is only serving dishes, her monthly salary is much higher than the average salary of the city. He pays his salary on time and there is no shortage of bonuses. She doesn't lag the city!

The purplish red lips pursed, and some strange feelings were surging in Feng Jingyi's heart: where was she worse than these women? Why did he refuse her again and again? And she, why, why just don't like those well behaved childe brothers and prefer him, a bad man with heroic spirit?

Has she really stepped into a dangerous trap?

Why can the family appreciate long Yuqun and accept Murong cloud clothes, but can't accept her choosing such a type of man, even if she is a brother-in-law of Tang sister-in-law?

Why on earth?

Xiumei frowned. Feng Jingyi always felt that there was a missing piece. What's wrong with it!

Why does everyone seem to disapprove of her being with the ninth master and her liking the ninth master? Even the ninth master seems to be the same. It seems that she has never been regarded as a woman!

Is she worse than these women?

She won't admit it!

Feelings can be natural, her life must be her own decision!

In a trance, she was pulled back to reality by a shrill female voice. Lifting her eyes, she saw the woman kneeling beside Huo Qingyang's leg and holding his leg with one hand, crying loudly:

"Ninth master, please help me again, will you? My brother lost the bet and owed brother Xiong one million. He was arrested. They refused to let people go. They beat people and asked for another five million. Please help me again and talk to brother Xiong? "

Rubbing the center of her aching eyebrows, Huo Qingyang clasped her beautiful jaw. His sight stopped between her eyebrows and fainted.