The man's eyes were scarlet, and his pupils exuded an animalistic light, and he wanted to swallow everything in front of him alive.
Zhao Dong only took one look and realized something was wrong, "He has been drugged!"
Hearing this, Xu San was dumbfounded. No wonder he was so crazy. His feelings were obvious.
"What the hell, Brother Dong, what should I do? How about calling him room service?" Xu San glanced at Zhao Dong as he spoke.
He knew the severity. If Fourth Young Master Hua was not allowed to vent at this time, there would most likely be problems suppressed. If there were any sequelae, it would be more than worth the gain.
Zhao Dong rejected Xu San's bad idea, "Forget it, it's better to do less than to do more."
While speaking, Fourth Young Master Hua went crazy and roared, as if he had changed into a different person. Even Xu San could hardly hold him back.
Zhao Dong stepped forward, knocked him unconscious with a neck knife, and ordered: "Take him to the bathroom and cool him down with cold water. He will be fine after a while."
Xu San smiled bitterly and boiled oil and poured water on it. This was considered torture, right?
After the two left, a fragrant breeze suddenly came from behind Zhao Dong.
He knew it was Wang Ruyue, so he was unprepared, but he noticed something was wrong before he could speak. Wang Ruyue was like a sloth, hanging her whole body on him!
In fact, Wang Ruyue is not heavy, only about a hundred pounds at most. The key is that this posture is a bit provocative.
Zhao Dong was afraid of hurting her, but couldn't catch her, and couldn't throw her away.
When he turned his head, he already saw two glasses of red wine on the coffee table.
There were some lip prints on one of the glasses, which made Zhao Dong guess what he was talking about, "Sister Ruyue, did you drink that wine too?"
No one answered, but a hot breath hit his ear, and Lilac's uvula gently slid over.
Zhao Dong felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his body froze motionless, and a layer of fine goose bumps appeared all over his body.
Wang Ruyue spoke for the first time, her voice was like crying, "Xiaodong, sister...sister feels uncomfortable..."
Zhao Dong breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Wang Ruyue was still somewhat conscious, so she probably didn't drink much.
But that bastard Li Feng is really a fucking beast. Even if he drugged outsiders, he didn't even spare his own wife. How can he still be considered a man?
Zhao Dong thought of this and suddenly felt that Wang Ruyue was quite pitiful.
He gathered his thoughts and said softly, "Sister Ruyue, you come down first and I will help you find a solution!"
Wang Ruyue opened her arms, and her whole body seemed to have lost support, slowly falling backwards.
Zhao Dong had quick eyesight and quick hands, and before she landed on the ground, he suddenly grabbed the woman in his arms, and what he got was a hot and delicate body.
Looking down, she saw two clusters of bright red on her face, her charming eyes were as silky as silk, and her lilac tongue was lingering at the corner of her mouth.
There were several holes in the black stockings, and the two long legs were overlapped, which was enough to shock any normal man's psychological bottom line.
Zhao Dong saw the corner of her mouth twitching, and without even waiting for her to speak, Zhao Dong kicked the bathroom in the other bedroom open.
There was a white bathtub in the middle of the bathroom. He didn't care so much. He laid the person flat into the bathtub and the cold shower immediately rushed down from his head!
Wang Ruyue's anger was extinguished as if by a basin of cold water, but Zhao Dong's anger was instantly ignited.
Her gauze skirt was hit by the water flow and clung tightly to her body, especially her stockings, which were soaked in water and exuded a shiny color, one white and one black, creating a very impactful picture.
Zhao Dong took a deep breath and left in embarrassment.
Not long after, Wang Ruyue was the first to walk out of the bathroom, wearing a thick white bathrobe, wrapping her whole body in it.
Zhao Dong was afraid that she would pursue what happened just now, so he asked with a guilty conscience, "Sister Ruyue, are you okay?"
Wang Ruyue rolled her eyes, "What do you think?"
She originally wanted to lose her temper, but she gave up after thinking about it. There were so few men who could sit still and calmly. She really didn't know whether to call him a beast or worse than a beast!