The dark room, the confused breath, the man's heavy breathing and the woman's moans.
The bright lights of the building more than ten meters away shone into this room full of spring light. Suddenly, the door was gently opened, and a black shadow rushed in.
However, the two people on the big bed were completely oblivious and didn't feel anything at all. Even if the visitor deliberately stepped heavily on their footsteps.
Smelling the disgusting rotten smell in the room and glancing at the two people immersed in pain and happiness on the big bed, the visitor's brows furrowed into a shadow.
Finally, the man reached his climax with a low roar, and he lay on the woman's body, motionless.
The woman muttered, "You're so heavy, let's go down~" her voice was still hoarse and coquettish after sex.
She seemed to have spent a lot of effort and finally pushed the man off her body. She closed her eyes and gasped heavily. In a daze, she felt that there seemed to be a black shadow standing in front of the bed. She thought she was dazzled.
I opened my eyes again, wanting to take a closer look, but I didn't see anything.
Closing her eyes, she was about to continue resting when a muffled groan suddenly sounded beside her, and a few drops of warmth splashed on her face. She opened her eyes suddenly, moved her nose, and seemed to smell a faint smell of sex in the room.
She was startled by the smell of blood. She quickly reached out and turned on the bedside lamp. She turned around and saw the man next to her with his face covered in blood, lying there with his eyes wide open. She couldn't help but open her mouth.
"ah--"
A woman's scream pierced the night sky.
Amid the woman's screams, which reached an unknown number of decibels, a dark shadow slid from one window to the other. The window on this side did not close the curtains, and the lights were still on, so the scene inside was clearly visible.
From the corner of my eye, I saw the man stuffing something into the woman's mouth, then spreading her legs...
He didn't want to care, but the woman's red and swollen face seemed familiar. He was startled and hurriedly jumped into the room. He kicked the man on the bed away and took the quilt beside the bed with one hand to cover the woman.
Seeing that the man was kicked so hard that he couldn't get up for a while, he walked to the bed and looked at the woman's face. He saw that it was really the person he remembered. There was no expression on his face, and there was no expression in his eyes.
But it shimmered with bloodthirsty light.
He raised his head suddenly, walked towards the man who had gotten up from the ground, took out his silenced pistol, and slowly pulled the trigger with his index finger.
Suddenly, his ears twitched, and he glanced out the window. He glared hard at the man in front of him, turned around quickly, and hid himself in the darkness of the room.
…
When Cheng Moyan arrived, the people at Shengliu Hotel refused to give him the key to the room. When he was angry, he rushed forward to beat someone, but was stopped by Lin Xin. Sheng Qianye came in later, saw this, and took out
He got his ID card, got the key to Liu Chengjun's room upstairs, and went upstairs. Cheng Moyan reacted and followed him, while Lin Xin stayed down below to deal with the security.
Standing in front of the window, Cheng Moyan looked at the rope in Sheng Qianye's hand, decisively took it and tied it around his waist, and tied the other end to the foot of the bed. Seeing his quick movements, Sheng Qianye whistled and joked, "
Boss, the sword is still young!"
Cheng Moyan ignored him. After tying it up, he pulled it to make sure it was okay, opened the window and slid down.
Between two jumps, he saw the scene in the room.
After leaving the coffee shop that day, he discovered that he had unusual mood swings in Mu Qingqing. He was very angry and didn't know who he was targeting. So, when Zhou Yaxin called, he agreed to go see Mrs. Zhou.
Naughty boy's request. He also wanted to use some time away from her to sort out his recent unusual situation.
In the end, he concluded that he just didn't like his things to be tainted by others.
After returning to China, he found out that she hadn't come back recently. He was a little angry at first, and even called her on impulse. But then he thought that she could leave as soon as she wanted. He didn't bother to take the things that others had played with because they were dirty.
As for his sudden kindness to her some time ago, it was entirely due to his limited sympathy, although he didn't know why he sympathized with her.