His head hit the wall behind him hard, making a "thud" sound.
Zhao Qingqing sat up, reached out and grabbed the quilt to wrap around his body, "Don't come over... don't."
"You don't know what is good or bad." Wang Qiran's head was so painful that it hurt him. He got up from the ground and rushed towards Zhao Qingqing.
Zhao Qingqing was knocked down by him and pinned underneath him.
"You bastard, get out of here."
Zhao Qingqing's legs and feet were no longer numb, but she couldn't exert any strength. She didn't know the reason.
"You're going to beg me under me later." Wang Qiran said with a silver smile. His hand took off the last covering on his body, and the other hand grabbed Zhao Qingqing's hand and pulled him forcefully.
Put it somewhere of your own.
Zhao Qingqing closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, refusing to obey.
"Come on." Wang Qiran became so angry that he tore off Zhao Qingqing's clothes crazily, making a "tearing, tearing" sound from the strong fabric.
Zhao Qingqing held her chest with her hands, crying and shaking her head.
She knew she was wrong, she knew she was wrong, and she shouldn't have ignored Lu Yifan's words.
'boom'
Suddenly, the door was kicked open from outside.
Wang Qiran was startled, stopped what he was doing and turned to look at the door.
"You...why are you here?"
The tall man walked toward him with murderous intent, trembling with fear.
Who is it? Zhao Qingqing opened his eyes, as if he suddenly encountered a little light in the darkness, and his tearful almond eyes shone with surprise.
No matter who came, if they dared to kick in the door, they must have come to save her.
"Is that you, Xirukawa?"
It must have been Lu Yifan who asked him to save him.
After asking, she turned and looked in the direction of the door...
She was surprised when she saw the person coming.
The tall man had a handsome face that was cold and dark, and the military uniform on his body was still upright and majestic.
Two bars and four stars flashed so fast that she couldn't open her eyes.
"Scum." The man walked to the bed, reached out and grabbed Wang Qiran's arm, picked him up, and threw him out of the door.
'ah……'
A scream shook the entire villa.
Then there was no sound.
Zhao Qingqing held the quilt with both hands and looked at the man's stern face, her almond-shaped eyes filled with peach hearts.
So manly and domineering!
How could he be so strong that he could pick up that scumbag and throw him out directly?
The most the hero in the novel can do is kick someone away and then punch him or her.
This is a fatal move on his part.
"Still not getting up?" The man looked at the motionless woman lying on the bed with an unusually cold face.
A beautiful voice is as cold as thousand-year-old ice.
Zhao Qingqing has not yet recovered from his surprise, "No... Senior Colonel, why are you here?"
This person is Colonel Luo, right?
Wasn't it a hallucination she had when she was raped by Wang Qiran?
When Luo Jian heard this, his face became even darker, and he asked in a sour tone: "If it's not me, who do you want to come?"
Looking at her stupid mouth, Zhao Qingqing reached out and patted her face gently, then explained with a smile: "I mean you are very busy, how could you..."
Forget it, the explanation still means the same thing.
Luo Jian approached Zhao Qingqing step by step, walked to her, bent down slightly, and asked in a sinister tone: "Or do you prefer someone else to come?"
Zhao Qingqing looked at the handsome face that suddenly enlarged in front of her, and felt very uneasy. She bit her lip, frowned slightly, and moved her body back... and further back, what was the senior comrade going to do?
She shrank her neck, shook her head, and stuttered back: "No... I don't hope anyone will come."
