"Isn't that nonsense?" She didn't want to drink in a place like that, could she?
Liancheng smiled coldly: "Are you sure nothing was put in the wine?"
Ruoxi was slightly startled, and after thinking for a long time, she said, "Probably not. If it is, I can taste it!"
After so many years of playing and playing every night, Ruoxi has long been immune to this kind of trick, and now she just feels very sad when she thinks about it.
Liancheng didn't say anything. He took out his pocket and threw out a few photos, threw them on the table, and asked Ruoxi to look at them carefully: "I bought these from the newspaper. Do you know how much they cost? It's scary as hell!"
Ruoxi was speechless. Looking at the naked photos on the table, she just felt that the photos were taken very well.
There is beauty in the mess, and it is unclear who is who in the haze, who is lying on whom, and who is holding whom? What can be seen clearly is only the naked body and the intertwined limbs, and there are a few pictures of Ruoxi.
The clothes, panties and underwear were on top of the door, showing a deliberate temptation in their lewdness.
Ruoxi was helpless: "Erotic pictures are very expensive these days!"
Liancheng frowned and his face became even colder.
The man pointed at a very clear photo of Fang Ya holding Ruoxi, who was shaking a bit, out of the private room. His posture was so ambiguous that people couldn't help but think about it.
"Ruoxi, who is this man?"
Ruoxi wanted to speak, but in the end she said nothing.
Is it possible to tell Liancheng that this person is the boyfriend of Ruoxi's good friend and the man she had a one-night stand with?
Liancheng looked at Ruoxi who was silent and frowned even more tightly: "You should know that even if you don't tell me, there are many ways for me to know. Compared to what comes out of other people's mouths, I would rather you tell me.
.Say, who is he!"
Liancheng's tone was gloomy and cold, with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were like frost.
Only then did Ruoxi realize that Liancheng was very angry.
Wow, what on earth is this vixen Liancheng so angry about?
"He is my friend's boyfriend, and he used to be my driver!" Ruoxi still remembers that four years ago, Fang Ya would show a very cute smile when flirting, but now he knows how to calculate. There is a trace of emotion in his heart.
Cold.
Why do you want to put me to death? Am I in your way?
You were obviously so naive back then? Who gave you the instructions?
Liancheng's face turned darker and his tone was contemptuous: "He likes you?"
Ruoxi lowered his head and really didn't know what to say.
Do you like it?
Haha, if so, liking is really a terrible and sad emotion.
"Have you ever offended him? Otherwise, how could he treat you like this? Raping you doesn't count, and he even posted the photo in the newspaper!"
Ruoxi became even more silent, she didn't know.
She didn't know anything at all, and the interaction between them was zero.
It was just a very accidental encounter, a very accidental collision.
However, now, this collision has expanded, causing sparks of despair and causing Ruoxi pain.
Ruoxi really didn't understand why Fang Ya did it and why. Is it of any value to him? Ruoxi didn't think that his broken body could be used in any way.
Liancheng glanced at Ruoxi, stayed there for a short time and left alone.
He had always been so busy, and all Ruoxi could see was the back of the man moving forward, but she had never chased him.
You know, when a story that you thought was over turns into the beginning of tragedy, you will be bruised and bruised by the sudden change.