"Creak..." With a sound, the door was pushed open from the outside inward.
A man in black wearing a mask walked in.
"You, who are you?"
Lan Xixi had a bad premonition and stood up to call someone, but her whole body felt strangely weak and she couldn't use any strength.
Not only that, but there was also an uncomfortable abnormal feeling.
The last time I was fed milk by Bo Xiaomo, I felt the same way!
what happened?
It seems like she didn't eat anything tonight.
Looking at the man getting closer and closer, Lan Xixi was nervous and scared:
"Don't come over here. The secretary will bring you clothes soon. Go away and get out!"
The man in black didn't seem to hear her words. He grabbed her wrist and said with ferocious eyes:
"One minute is enough to destroy you."
"Ah! Let go, let me go!"
Lan Xixi struggled with all her strength, but compared to a man's strength, a woman's strength was undoubtedly like an egg hitting a stone.
What's more, something is wrong with her whole body now.
She couldn't use any strength and could only be pressed down by the man.
No, we can't just sit back and wait for death. Maybe the media reporters will rush in the next second.
Lan Xixi's eyes fell on the tall vase on the table, her eyes lit up, she raised her hand and pulled the tablecloth.
With a little force on the wrist, the vase above was brought down!
"boom!"
"Clang!"
The man was hit in the back of the head and his eyes were stunned.
The next second, he fell asleep.
Lan Xixi had no time to be afraid. She pushed the man away with all her strength, stood up with difficulty while holding on to the table legs, and ran outside.
In the corridor, a slender figure in bright blue came.
It’s Bo Sirang!
Lan Xixi didn't care about anything else and rushed over: "Help...help me..."
Bo Xilang came here specifically to see her, but he didn't expect to encounter such a situation.
He hugged her limp body, frowned and asked:
"Jiaojiao, who made you like this?"
"I...I don't know either..." Lan Xi finished speaking in a hazy state, the consciousness in his mind becoming increasingly blurry.
She raised her hand, hugged him, and stood on tiptoes to kiss the man in front of her.
He smells good and his body is warm.
Bo Xilang tensed up: "...Jiaojiao, don't do this. I'll take you to a safe place."
As soon as he finished speaking, he picked her up in his arms and strode towards the deepest place.
At the corner of the corridor, Song Feier walked out with a look of shock and disbelief.
She came upstairs originally wanting to...
Is this the case?
It seems more exciting...
She turned around and hurried downstairs.
The banquet is still going on lively.
Every guest has a cheerful smile on his face and knows the partners he needs.
Bo Zhanye was still sitting on the sofa with Sheng Chen and Xiao Ziyu, talking with deep expressions.
Song Feier smiled sinisterly.
If Brother Jiu saw Lan Xixi and his nephew Bo Xilang together with his own eyes, would he still like it?
Will Lan Jiao's life still be glamorous?
hehe.
She walked over, sat next to Bo Zhanye, and quietly took out her mobile phone to browse the web.
In fact, it is calculating time.
Let Ninth Brother go up now. The two of them haven't had a substantive relationship yet, so that can be forgiven.
But, twenty minutes later, the two were in deep trouble and couldn't separate...
Haha, not even gods can save me.
Bo Zhanye sat for a while, but before he could wait for Lan Xixi, he looked down at the expensive watch on his wrist, his eyes darkening slightly.