Thank God, I don’t know if it is a subconscious behavior or some nerve is wrong, but what Yan Xiaolan is wearing today is a bit... She also added a pink shirt under the denim jacket. In other words, she is wearing denim jacket outside.
Although all the buttons were unbuttoned by Shangguan Wudao, her beauty would not be revealed for the time being.
But when he saw Yan Xiaolan's pink shirt underneath, Shangguan Wudao seemed extremely impatient. He cursed in a low voice, "Shit, you're wearing so much... Humph... Since it's inconvenient to take off these clothes, I'm sorry."
, I’m going to tear it apart,” and prepared to use more brutal methods against Yan Xiaolan.
"No... don't." Yan Xiaolan's face was already pale, and now it was even whiter. She struggled hard to get out of Shangguan Wudao's control. But no matter what she did, it was of no avail.
"Don't test my endurance!" Shangguan Wudao's expression turned from cold to colder.
Yan Xiaolan hesitated and said: "You...let me go, I...I will take it off myself."
"This is so true."
As soon as she escaped from Shangguan Wudao's clutches, Yan Xiaolan turned around to the other side of the mahogany coffee table, picked up the ashtray on the table with one hand, pointed it to her head without hesitation, and said in a trembling voice: "You...you
This bastard! Don't...don't come here, otherwise I...I'll die for you!"
But the next quarter of an hour, Yan Xiaolan became frustrated again. Before she could realize what was going on, the ashtray in her hand had disappeared, and she herself had returned to Shangguan Wudao's arms.
middle.
This time, Shangguan Wudao used even more force on Yan Xiaolan. Yan Xiaolan's wrists and body were tightly restrained by him, and she was in constant pain.
"I'm warning you, you'd better not think of playing any tricks in front of me!" After saying this sternly, Shangguan Wudao threw Yan Xiaolan back to the sofa unceremoniously. After looking at her with disdain, he leaned over
Pressing it down lightly, a promiscuous hand wandered somewhere, trying to unbutton Yan Xiaolan's jeans.
"I've had enough of you! In the past, none of my women treated me like you." Shangguan Wudao spoke calmly while unbuttoning Yan Xiaolan's jeans.
"Uh... let me go, let me go... no!" Yan Xiaolan roared desperately, but Shangguan Wudao blocked her mouth with his hands, effortlessly.
Yan Xiaolan was about to despair. At this critical moment, the door of VIP 999 presidential suite was suddenly forced open.
"Xiaolan!"
"Xiaolan..."
The ones who broke in were Zhang Xiaodong, Ye Ming, Ying Zi, and Liu Qingqing. Among the people who rushed to save people, Zhang Xiaogang bore the brunt, and Ye Ming was the second!
It turned out that when Yingzi saw that Yan Xiaolan had not come out, she guessed that something had happened to her, so she ran outside and called Zhang Xiaodong, Ye Ming and others.
"Xiaodong..." Yan Xiaolan was overjoyed and called her ex-boyfriend's name. She ran up to him and threw herself into the long-lost warm embrace, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Xiaolan, don't be afraid, I will take you out of here." A sharp, cold light flashed across Zhang Xiaogang's eyes. No one present except Shangguan Wudao noticed it.
"Want to take people away here? I'm afraid you are a bit immature." Shangguan Wudao looked at Zhang Xiaodong carefully and was slightly surprised.
"I'm sorry, those useless bodyguards you have outside can't get up now." Zhang Xiaodong said calmly.