Hidden marriage sweet honey: president, super love

The hotel room was dark, and the curtains were all closed. In the dark, Li shengxiao could smell the smell of blood keenly

red The carved side face is as cold as jade. It looks as if it is calm and has no change of expression. But when you look carefully, you can see that the muscles of his side face are clenched tightly, and his noble face is covered with frost.

In addition to the smell of blood in the room, you can also hear the man's murmur, which is very ambiguous and has to make people think more.

There was a smell of blood in Li Sheng Xiao's throat.

He walked in with his long legs and turned on the light in the room without hesitation

No matter what scene he sees after turning on the light, he is psychologically prepared.

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Blood is everywhere on the ground and bed. It's so red that people can see the depression of heart beat. It's unimaginable! There are three men lying on the ground, all covering their eyes and groaning on the ground.

This is the ambiguous voice he heard!

In a tragic scene, he didn't see the person he was looking for.

"Face

Li Sheng Xiao jumped a few times in his temple and went inside.

That little woman must be in here!

It's impossible to go anywhere else

Where the hell is she?

Because the 12th floor is the ordinary big bed room of the hotel, even if it is a five-star hotel, a room is about 25 square meters, Li shengxiao soon found the little woman curled up in the corner in the bathroom.

The shower nozzle in the bathroom is on, and her face curls up in the corner where the shower nozzle can reach. She grabs the things in her hand with a defensive posture and leans powerlessly.

Her delicate melon seed face is very white, white like a piece of white paper, a poke on the break.

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The icy water sprinkles down from the nozzle above her head. You can see that there is a faint blood color on the ceramic tile on the ground. The blood is all washed down from her face.

She still held a bright thing in her hand. When she came closer, she could see clearly that the bright thing in her hand was actually a sharp piece of glass.

She grasped very tightly, like a life-saving straw. She was reluctant to let go. The sharp edge of the glass had cut the palm of her hand, and the wound had been washed by cold water for so long. The flesh in the palm of the hand has been turned over, and the blistered flesh turns white. How thrilling it looks.

In addition to the wounds on the palm of her hand, she also had several wounds large and small. The only one she didn't have was the ambiguous trace that a woman and three men should appear when they were locked in the same room.

Li shengxiao had never felt so bad. His heart was like a time bomb. He felt like suffocation. He was breathing fast.

He stepped out of his long legs and rushed in like the wind, ignoring the cold water spray in the bathroom. One hand seized the little woman's white wrist, "face."

The skin is as cold as no temperature, as if he is not grasping a living person, but a piece of ice.