President, don't tease me

"Uh... Uh..."

In the dark and narrow room, Lin Anxin kept crying.

All because her mouth was tightly blocked by Luo Qianlin with adhesive tape.

At this time, Luo Qianlin stood in front of the only wooden table in the room, and a large poster was pasted on the broken wooden table - the official propaganda newspaper for the second anniversary of Lin Anxin's debut.

In addition, there are many surroundings about Lin Anxin in this small room.

Even in the southeast corner of the house, a long red dress worn by Lin Anxin when filming was hung on the wall with a glass frame.

Lin Anxin was thrown to bed by Luo Qianlin. When she noticed everything in the room, she was shocked and even moved.

From the number of surroundings in Luo Qianlin's room, Luo Qianlin is definitely a fan of Lin Anxin! And it's the type of brain powder.

Lin Anxin had heard a rumor in her mind. It was about an old opera bone.

Once the old drama bone was intercepted by crazy fans, and even brought home by fans, and then humiliated.

She didn't think it was true at first. She just thought it was someone else spreading rumors and alarmism. She didn't know it until she met it today.

"Anxin, don't be afraid. I'll take you away."

Luo Qianlin walks up to Lin Anxin and looks at Lin Anxin affectionately.

Lin Anxin pursed her lower lip, and her pale face showed anger.

"Anxin, I really love you! Look, I've branded your name on my chest!"

Luo Qianlin said, "wow" and pulled away his clothes. Where his heart beat, Lin Anxin's name was engraved there without bias. When she opened her clothes, Luo Qianlin let out a low roar and jumped on Lin Anxin like an estrous beast. Her hands swam on her. Looking at Lin Anxin's expression was like appreciating a work of art.

Looking at Luo Qianlin's burning lustful eyes, Lin Anxin inexplicably thought of another person's name: he Zhizhang.

If he Zhizhang appears now

"Lin Anxin!"

In a trance, Lin Anxin heard he Zhizhang's voice, and a self mocking smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She had no contact with he Zhizhang during this period of time. At this time, how could she expect he Zhizhang to save her?

Lin Anxin thought so. At the same time, the door of the room was kicked open, and the tall figure rushed straight to luoqian Lin.

With a bang, Luo Qianlin fell to the ground. He Zhizhang stood in front of him with burning eyes.

Lin Anxin's beautiful eyes stared round, shocked and opened her mouth, but she could only pronounce the syllable "not Oh".

Tang Guo rushes into the house behind he Zhizhang and runs to Lin Anxin.

"Anxin, it's all right." Tang Guo tore off the tape and grabbed Lin Anxin into his arms with tears.

At the moment of seeing Tang Guo, Lin Anxin also burst into tears. There was a feeling of resurrection in her heart. Lin Anxin hugged Tang Guo and slowly closed her eyes, "Guo Guo, I'm so tired."

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Anxin fainted in front of Tang Guo.

At the other end, he Zhizhang had knocked Luo Qianlin to the ground.

"Lin Anxin."

He Zhizhang walked up to Lin Anxin with a dark face. Seeing that she was in a coma, he sighed helplessly.

"The cold people in the North should be coming soon. You can do it yourself." he Zhizhang said, grabbed Lin Anxin and stepped out of the door.

Tang Guo looked at he Zhizhang's firm back and suddenly felt a complex emotion in his heart. The figure of Beiming cold appeared in his mind.

"Hey..." Tang Guo took a deep breath, looked at the mess in the room, glanced at Luo Qianlin, and finally picked up his mobile phone.

call the police.

"Hello, 110? This is... HMM!" a few minutes later, Tang Guo dialed 110 and was about to say the location. A figure suddenly appeared behind him and put her on the ground.

Tang Guo looked back in amazement. Luo Qianlin's ferocious face was facing her, and the resentment in his eyes seemed to cut Tang Guo thousands of knives. Tang Guo looked out the door. He Zhizhang should have used enough strength just now. But Luo Qianlin

Look at Luo Qianlin again. He really looks blue and blue, but the ferocity reflected by his eyes is not like the reaction of the person who has just been beaten.

He just pretended!

Tang Guo had an idea in his mind.

But now he Zhizhang should leave. Lin Anxin is in a coma, and he Zhizhang won't have the leisure to bother her. She can only save herself now

"Shit, I almost met Anxin! It's you! It's you!" Luo Qianlin roared like crazy.

"I... you let go of me! If something happens to me, you'll feel bad!"

Tang Guo's neck was pinched by Luo Qianlin with great strength, coughing constantly, and his breathing gradually became weak.

Luo Qianlin was so angry that he couldn't hear Tang Guo's words.

What's more, Tang Guo doesn't know that for Luo Qianlin, Lin Anxin is his faith to live. His feelings for Lin Anxin are not just fans. Many feelings are intertwined into an airtight net. Luo Qianlin's whole heart was shrouded in this net called Lin Anxin.

"Hum... I feel bad?! I almost wanted to be with Lin Anxin. It's you bitch who obstructed me!"

Luo Qianlin pressed Tang Guo on the ground and shook his head and roared like a shrew.

Tang Guoxin knew that Luo Qianlin was no different from a madman. He pursed his lower lip and began to think about how to deal with it.

The cold people in Beiming should be coming soon. If they can hold on until that time

"Wait, someone else will save you?! I tell you, you can't go! I can't be happy, and I won't let you live!"

Luo Qianlin said word by word and pulled Tang Guo up rudely from the ground.

Tangguo quickly grabbed the foot of the table and gritted his teeth to support his body.

His coma was really fake. Otherwise, how could he know what he Zhizhang said.

"Shit... Toast without penalty..." Luo Qianlin saw this, glanced over Tang Guo, took out a knife from the drawer and put it on Tang Guo's hand.

Tang Guosong started and tried his best to remain rational.

Luo Qianlin nodded with satisfaction and took Tang Guo to leave quickly.

The corridor outside was dark, and only the faint moonlight shone through the small window into the corridor.

It was the bright moonlight shining on Luo Qianlin's face, but it was particularly terrible.

Tang Guo walked in front of Luo Qianlin, and his hands were tied by Luo Qianlin with strong hemp rope. Luo Qianlin held the knife against her back. As long as she made a little wrong movement, the knife would immediately fall to her neck.

"Hurry up!"

Tang Guo deliberately slowed down his pace and wanted to slow down the time. Luo Qianlin is not a fool. How could she achieve her wish.

"Calm down a little." Tang Guo pursed his lips and opened his red lips.