The two of them helped him to the bed with great effort, and Jian Luo hurriedly said, "Assistant Song, go down and greet the guests first, and leave this place to me."
"Oh, okay, then I'll trouble you."
Song Wen returned to the venue, his brows slightly furrowed throughout. When he raised his eyes and saw Xia Lan, he thought for a while and strode over, "Hey, Xiao Longnu, um..."
Seeing his awkward look, Xia Lan turned her head weakly and said, "If you have something to say, don't hesitate like you are constipated."
Song Wen turned green and finally said angrily, "The boss drank too much and is in the presidential suite now. Don't blame me for not reminding you that Jian Luo is with him."
"Jian Luo?" Xia Lan suddenly cheered up, gave him all the plates in her hand, lifted up her skirt and ran to the elevator...
After Song Wen left, Jian Luo came to the bedside, took off Fei Sijue's coat, and then took off his trousers, looking at him who was drunk and unconscious for a moment.
The pair of cold and penetrating eyes were slightly closed, losing their indifference. His breath full of alcohol was a little irregular, his lips moved slightly, and he vaguely uttered two words, "Xiaolan..."
Jian Luo narrowed her eyes, came close, and gently pressed against his ear, "Jue, I'm Xiaolan, open your eyes and look at me..."
As if he heard her voice, he actually opened his eyes, and her image gradually appeared in his eyes, "Xiaolan...Xiaolan!" Suddenly, he stood up and hugged her, as if he was afraid of losing her, so tight that
To pull her into your body.
"Don't leave me, Xiaolan, don't leave me, I miss you so much..." Holding her, he cried, choking helplessly, "Xiaolan, never leave me, okay?"
"Okay, I won't leave you forever." Jian Luo comforted softly while stroking his back. But there was a dark and resentful edge on her face. He kept calling "Xiaolan", even if she died, he would still
Can't forget her!
What about yourself? What on earth is that?
"Xiaolan..." He hugged her and kissed her lips uncontrollably, "Xiaolan...my Xiaolan..."
Jian Luo let out a sigh and closed her eyes in enjoyment.
The kiss from him will always have the magic power to conquer her, causing her to be involuntarily bewitched by it, and then sink. Even if it is Asura Purgatory, she will be content with it.
Gradually, in his powerful kiss, the flames all over her body were ignited. She took off her burdens and wore only a transparent bra, which was pressed tightly against his strong chest, "Jue...oh..."
Fei Sijue was very excited, "Xiaolan, I love you, Xiaolan..."
At this moment, the doorbell rang wildly.
Jian Luo was shocked, "Damn~!"
After the doorbell rang, there was another burst of slaps and kicks, "Open the door! Open the door quickly!"
"Long Xinyun?" Hearing this voice, Jian Luo was so angry that her teeth itched with hatred. She would never let her destroy it!
Suddenly, she turned over, pressed on Fei Sijue, and then kissed him passionately, "Jue, kiss me, hurry up, kiss me..."
There was no sound outside the door.
She smiled proudly and threw herself into the next passion even more charmingly.
Suddenly, there was a "clang" sound of an ax digging into the door.
"Miss, stop quickly!"
"Get out of here, I'll hit anyone who blocks me!"
"Quickly...call security!"
At this time, Song Wen hurried over and said, "Well, it's all a misunderstanding. It's a misunderstanding. There's no need to call security." He turned back and glared at Xia Lan, "Stop it!"
Xia Lan ignored him, and with a strong force, the door lock was broken. Xia Lan kicked the door open with her foot, walked in with a red ax in her hand, and ordered in a cold voice, "Keep it out."
"you……"
Song Wen helplessly blocked the hotel staff.
There was a scream in the bedroom, "Damn it! Long Yunxin! Who let you in?!" Jian Luo immediately shrank into Fei Sijue's arms and stared at Xia Lan.
Looking at this restricted scene with cold eyes, Xia Lan walked over and pulled her out of Fei Sijue's arms without saying a word, and kicked her to the ground without mercy.
"Ah!" Jian Luo fell to the ground, and she kept cursing in pain, "Are you crazy?"
Xia Lan grabbed Fei Sijue's shirt collar, dragged him into the bathroom in a daze, turned on the cold water and poured it on him.
"shit!"
Fei Sijue shuddered suddenly, shook his head, and looked up to see her, "You——Long Yunxin! Do you know what you are doing?"
Xia Lan clenched her hands and stared at him, "Do you know what you are doing?"
"What did I do?" Fei Sijue stood up unsteadily, his whole body was wet, his hair was dripping with water, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.
"Don't remember?" Xia Lan sneered, grabbed him again and dragged him into the bedroom, pointing at Jian Luo who was wrapped in quilt, "Now, do you remember?!"
The moment he saw Jian Luo, Fei Sijue was stunned, and then roared, "Why the hell are you here?!"
"I……"
Jian Luo bit her lip and tried her best to compromise, "President, have you forgotten? I sent you into the room, but you held me back and refused to let me go. You kept calling 'Xiaolan', and I said I wasn't."
, but you didn’t listen, you just pushed me to the bed, and then...you..."
As he spoke, his eye circles turned red and he was about to cry.
Fei Sijue punched the wall in frustration, "Shit!"
Xia Lan narrowed her eyes and glanced at Jian Luo with a knife-like gaze, "What's next? Why don't you continue?"
"You -" Jian Luo glared at her with hatred, "Long Yunxin, we are all women, why do you have to force me into such a mess? Do you need me to explain these things clearly?"
"Hmph, what you want to say is that the president had sex after drinking?" Xia Lan sneered, pointing at Fei Sijue, "Please find out! Which rapist would wear underwear? Are you going to beat a cow across a mountain?"
One sentence made Fei Sijue's face turn red and he was mostly awake from the wine. Then he was shocked to realize that he was not even wearing pants at this moment and glared at Xia Lan fiercely.
Jian Luo stiffened, her eyes changed a bit, and finally, she forced herself to calm down, "I didn't say the president raped me."
"Very good," Xia Lan smiled, "Everyone needs the truth."
Fei Sijue casually put on his trousers and walked up to Jian Luo with his upper body bare, looking coldly, "I don't want anyone to mention this matter again."
Jian Luo bit her lip, tightly grasped the corner of the quilt with both hands, and nodded with difficulty, "President, I understand."
Slowly, he picked up the clothes on the ground and walked out. When he passed by Xia Lan, his hateful gaze seemed to cut her into pieces. The latter raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth mockingly.
In the luxurious bedroom, only Xia Lan and Fei Sijue were left.
She turned around and wanted to leave without resentment, but he stopped her, "Wait!"