Bo Shao don't talk about love: I am an acting school

"Bitch! You're still struggling at this hour, let's see if I don't take care of you tonight!"

Sang Jiuqing's head was turned away by that slap, and five finger prints immediately appeared on his face, which was burning and painful, and there was a bloody smell in his mouth.

"Don't touch me! Get out!"

Zhu Jun directly grabbed her limp hands, with wretched eyes and a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

"No one will come to rescue you tonight, be obedient and save yourself from suffering."

Sang Jiuqing had no strength all over, and suddenly wanted to cry, she didn't want it!Don't make the same mistakes as your mother!

"You touched me, Bo Luo City will not let you go!"

Sang Jiuqing's eyes were cold, even though her face was swollen, and even though the corners of her mouth were still bleeding, Zhu Jun was stunned by the sharpness of that moment.

After reacting, he spat.

"You bitch really take yourself seriously, but you're just a little star, why should Young Master Bai help you? Maybe you think that if you climb into his bed, people won't let you go, haha, how stupid. "

Boluo City, she was still thinking about Boluo City, Sang Jiuqing bit the tip of her tongue fiercely, gathered some strength, turned over from the table, and fell heavily on the ground.

With a "bang", her bones almost fell apart in pain, and she got up without saying a word.

"Who are you expecting to come at this time, little baby, don't struggle."

"Go away! Go away..."

Sang Jiuqing's consciousness was a little unconscious, and she didn't even have the strength to make a fist at this time. She wanted to cry, shout, and vent all her desperate emotions, but she couldn't utter any words when she moved her mouth. After uttering a word, he could only stare at the ceiling with blank eyes, and the corners of his mouth were a little pale.

She is also afraid, and she has never been so afraid. When she was nine years old, she was hidden in the trash can, listening to the scalp-numbing sound outside, and the heart-piercing cry of her mother, she knew that she would Afraid.

She covered her ears in the trash can, listening to her mother, not daring to make a sound, but the disgusting sounds outside poured into her mind wave after wave.

So desperate, painful, just like now...

Outside the box, Mu Bing leaned against the wall quietly, his sharp eyes fixed on the box where Sang Jiuqing was sitting like knives, his whole body was cold, and the whole corridor was filled with his air-conditioning.

"Aren't you going to do it yet?"

The man in black asked a little beside him, not daring to look up into the other person's eyes, only feeling the coldness in those eyes made his whole body chill.

"hold on……"

She wasn't desperate enough, he was going to make her give up on that man tonight.

Mu Bing tried his best to ignore the irritability surging up in his heart, leaned against the wall and lowered his head lightly, with a twitch of his mouth, and walked slowly towards the box.

Sang Jiuqing closed her eyes in despair. She could feel Zhu Jun's fat hands stretching out to her pants, and she couldn't help but mock in her heart, Sang Jiuqing, you have today too.

Zhu Jun was panting heavily, his eyes were red, wishing he could eat this woman right now, when he heard the door of the box being kicked open.

"Who! Who is not afraid of death and dares to disturb Lao Tzu's elegance!!"

As soon as he turned around, he found something cool touching his forehead, and when he looked up, his face turned pale with fright, and he was trembling and speechless.

"Is it fun?"

There was a smile in Mu Bing's eyes, and he slowly pinched the gun with his noble fingers, seeing Sang Jiuqing frowned, and a gleam of anger flashed in his eyes.

Zhu Jun immediately knelt aside, his face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat kept falling from his forehead.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that this man came for Sang Jiuqing, and the fat on Zhu Jun's face kept shaking.

"Forgive me, I... I'm just fascinated by sex for a while."

Mu Bing didn't care about the wimpy people on the side at all, and stared straight at Sang Jiuqing with a pair of cold eyes. Her hair was messy and her face was red and swollen.

Normally, she is flamboyant and dazzling like a peony, but now she is like a lush forest and desert, her eyes are full of coolness and silence.

Mu Bing threw the gun to the man in black beside him, and squatted down to help Sang Jiuqing up. The man was silent and lay quietly in his arms.

"are you OK?"

A trace of distress flashed in Mu Bing's eyes, but the distress was fleeting, and when he looked at it again, there was only watery tenderness left.

"Mu Tianwang, I owe you another favor."

Sang Jiuqing's face was pale, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand. The corner of her mouth was curled up mockingly, as if she had been owing him non-stop since the first time they met.

In Wense, Zhou Hong harmed her, outside the set, Qiao Yifan drove into her with a car, and on stage, Li Yaqian deliberately stepped on her dress, and now this time again, all the pictures of her in distress seemed to be seen by this man Thoroughly.

"Don't worry, I won't laugh at you."

With a gentle voice, Mu Bing gently wiped the blood from the corner of Sang Jiuqing's mouth with his fingertips. There was a spark in his eyes, and he gave the man in black a cold look.

The man in black paused, and immediately pointed the gun in his hand at Zhu Jun's arm, his eyes were stern.

Zhu Jun was startled by that gaze, and retreated desperately, his lips trembling, and his eyes were terrified.

"Don't... don't do this, you are breaking the law! You will go to jail!"

Sang Jiuqing closed her eyes lightly, and let Mu Bing put her clothes on her body. There was still a faint woody fragrance, which was very reassuring.

Glancing at Zhu Jun who was so frightened out of his wits, when he thought that he was almost played by such a disgusting person, he felt a little nauseous.

"He's... going to be troublesome."

It's not that she doesn't want to kill him, she just doesn't want Mu Bing to get into trouble.

A smile flashed in Mu Bing's eyes, he lightly patted the man on the head, and hugged him tighter, his eyes were complicated, and his thin lips parted slightly.

"Don't be afraid, he deserves what he deserves, he deserves to die."

The voice was icy cold, like ice cracking suddenly, with traces of yin qi piercing into the bone.

Hearing these words, the man in black pulled the trigger in his hand, and then Zhu Jun wailed like a pig, spinning around in pain with a face full of pain, a small red flower bloomed on his arm, and the little flower died in a short while. Converged into a stream, gurgling blood flowed down.

"I was wrong!! Let me go!!! Save my life!!"

Zhu Jun hugged his arms while talking, his head was covered with a layer of greasy light, it was really disgusting to look at.

The man in black didn't even move his eyes, as if he was giving an order, he pointed at Zhu Jun's other arm and pulled the trigger again, and the box was suddenly shaken by a sharp voice.

Zhu Jun was so painful that he couldn't speak, and he retreated desperately to the distance. These two people are too scary, they are not human, yes, they are devils!
Mu Bing quietly hugged Sang Jiuqing, feeling the sudden silence in his arms, his eyes were like waves, and he lightly pressed a kiss on her forehead.

"Don't be afraid."

His voice was low and hoarse, the woody fragrance on his body wrapped Sang Jiuqing tightly, his chiseled profile was in front of his eyes, his eyes were as gentle as water, Sang Jiuqing only felt that the heat wave that had just calmed down had turned up again. point.

Mu Bing also felt that something was wrong with Sang Jiuqing, and he glanced at the man in black, who nodded.

It seems that he knows how to deal with Zhu Jun.

Sang Jiuqing's swollen face was pressed against Mu Bing's chest, and she was wearing the other's clothes. She didn't look so embarrassed after all, but her face was flushed and her eyes were a little blurred.

"Go to the next box, my bag is still there."

Sang Jiuqing said lightly. Being hugged by Mu Bingheng, she felt her heart was numb. The corridor was very quiet, so quiet that only the heartbeats of the two of them could be heard.

Mu Bing gave a faint "hmm", and just pushed the box next door a little away when he heard a woman's voice coming from inside.

"Brother Luocheng~"

Sang Jiuqing's face turned pale when he heard this voice, and he looked up. With the dim light, he could only see Li Yaqian and the man's back in the box.

Boluo City...

Sang Jiuqing's eyes were filled with ups and downs, and he happened to meet Li Yaqian's provocative gaze.

These are like a knife, cutting on her body one by one, the pain, the pain is terribly painful...

She almost had an accident next door, so desperate, but he had a good time here.

Oh, how ironic, not long ago, she thought that this man really liked her, so in the scene just now, he still thought that he would come to save her like a hero.

Sang Jiuqing, you deserve it right.

Sang Jiuqing smiled wryly, buried her head in Mu Bing's arms, feeling dizzy...