When she shook her head, her ears kept rubbing against Luo Jian's lips, and she didn't even notice.
When he was ready to stir someone's heart, Luo Jian curled his lips and raised his eyebrows in confusion, "Are you worried about me?"
The voice is low and hoarse.
Finally seeing a little smile on the colonel's face, Zhao Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and nodded affirmatively with a "hmm".
"Zhao Xiaobai, you said you are so worrying, who dares to want you?" Luo Jian said in a domineering tone.
He wouldn't give it to anyone who asked for it.
As he spoke, he put his hands on the mattress and stood up in a swish.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Qingqing's body relaxed, and she took a few deep breaths.
"Get up." Luo Jian reached out and pulled off the quilt covering Zhao Qingqing.
Zhao Qingqing was startled and curled up.
Her top was torn by Wang Qiran just now, "My clothes are damaged."
"Hey." Luo Jian sighed and reached out to unbutton his regular clothes, one by one, slowly and methodically.
After taking off his regular clothes, he said to Zhao Qingqing in a commanding tone: "Sit up."
Zhao Qingqing sat up obediently.
Luo Jian's Adam's apple squirmed, and he quickly put the uniform on Zhao Qingqing's body and buttoned the top two buttons for her.
Xiaobai...he is really white everywhere!
"Let's go." After helping her get dressed, he took her hand and pulled her up.
He led her towards the door, like an adult leading a child, with a hint of helplessness, but also enjoying it.
If there wasn't something urgent, he would have taken care of her here today, which would save him from worrying about her every day.
Wang Qiran was lying on the ground being held down by Luo Jian's guards. He seemed to be dying, but in fact he was still alive.
"Wait a minute." Zhao Qingqing rested for a while and her blood volume was full again. She let go of Luo Jian's hand, then walked to and squatted in front of Wang Qiran.
"Where is Mu Mu?"
Wang Qiran ignored her.
Zhao Qingqing asked again: "Where is Mu Mu?"
Wang Qiran moved his lips and said weakly, "I don't know."
"If you don't know, I will make you cut off your descendants." Zhao Qingqing's dark almond-shaped eyes flashed with a sinister light.
As she said that, she stretched out her hand to Luo Jian and said, "Colonel, lend me your gun."
Luo Jian nodded and said calmly, "Okay."
Zhao Qingqing held a gun and pointed it at Wang Qiran.
Seeing this, Wang Qiran shook his head in horror and begged: "No, don't..."
He was busy covering his vital parts with both hands.
It can be hurt anywhere, but not here.
Zhao Qingqing sneered in her heart. She knew exactly that what a man like Wang Qiran, who likes to have fun with his lower body, fears most is that he will die. She knew that this trick would definitely work.
"Then why don't you tell me where Mu Mu is?" she shouted sharply.
As she spoke, she turned the handle of the gun.
Wang Qiran shrank in fright, nodded quickly and said, "I'll say it, I'll say it."
He gasped and continued: "She is on an island, an island in country Y."
Zhao Qingqing asked: "What island?"
Wang Qiran shook his head and replied: "I don't know which island specifically."
Zhao Qingqing pulled the handle of the gun again, and the muzzle of the gun moved a little closer to Wang Qiran, "Do you don't know or don't want to tell?"
Wang Qiran was so frightened that his pupils kept widening, "I really don't know."
Luo Jian had already dialed the phone and ordered: "Check immediately how many private islands there are in country Y."
"be quick."
After hanging up the phone, he took Zhao Qingqing's hand again and pulled her downstairs quickly.
