Song Zixuan also saw this scene, and immediately his face darkened, he let go of Lin Shanhui's hand, strode forward to pull Zhong Zhenzhen up, gritted his teeth and said: "Are you so damn eager to fall into his arms?
"
Then, ignoring everyone present, he kept dragging her upstairs.
Pushing open the room, before she could stand firm, Song Zixuan pushed her against the door and said in an almost violent tone: "That man just now suited your taste?"
"Didn't you ask me to go? Second Young Master Song, please control your emotions. I don't have the ability to read minds." Zhong Zhenzhen pushed Song Zixuan away. Her feet hurt and her heart ached. At this moment, she felt like giving up.
"You..." Song Zixuan's eyes widened, she actually dared to talk back?
Could it be that she could serve a man so indifferently, so she gave away her first time early, oh, or sold it
Damn this bitch
Being forced into a corner by Song Zixuan, Zhong Zhenzhen really couldn't move.
Her feet look even more swollen after spraining a little bit. Judging from Mr. Lin's face, she will definitely be fired tomorrow.
Just when she was lost in thought, Song Zixuan bit her collarbone.
"It hurts" she cried out in pain
It was the first time she cried out pain in front of Song Zixuan
Song Zixuan was stunned, a little dazed, and his eyes became much gentler. He bit her shoulder carefully, then pulled her over and sat on him, stroking her back gently.
The phone really rang at this time. Song Zixuan picked it up impatiently and took a look. The caller ID showed "Star Scout"
He handed the phone to Zhong Zhenzhen with a sullen face and asked dangerously: "The newly minted man?"
Zhong Zhenzhen was about to say something when he heard a clang and his phone fell to the ground. Song Zixuan had already put on his clothes and left.
Then she reluctantly stood up, her feet hurt badly, picked up the clothes and mobile phone on the ground, and limped downstairs.
Seeing her going downstairs, Song Zixuan looked back at her: "Go drink with Uncle Li."
Uncle Li? Who is this?
Zhong Zhenzhen looked at the man who smiled lewdly at her just now, with only one consciousness in her mind - let them all die, including Song Zixuan!
Zhong Zhenzhen didn't move. Unexpectedly, Uncle Li came over to pull her and handed her the wine glass. "Come and sit" was not so much about sitting as it was about taking advantage of her.
Just when Uncle Li's mouth was about to reach her face, Zhong Zhenzhen smashed the wine glass on his head without hesitation. She didn't know whether the blood or red wine flowing from his head was blood.