Allow her to be pampered

In the banquet hall, the atmosphere is at its climax.

Earlier, Peng Yiru had already announced to all the guests that a luxurious eight-story high cake was prepared tonight, and after she cut it, they would share it among all the guests.

Therefore, everyone is looking forward to it.

However, the eagerness of the crowd is not for satisfying the appetite, but for future comparisons and conversations.

The cake is a Western dessert, which is very rare. The white cream on the outer layer is whipped soft and fluffy. Few domestic chefs can imitate it, so we have to hire foreign chefs at a high price to make it.

And this eight-story high cake is a huge and unusual project, which is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also expensive.

Therefore, it doesn't matter whether the cake is delicious or not. In the final analysis, it is a toy that costs a lot of money, especially for others to watch.

Seeing that the time was approaching, all the gentlemen gathered together naturally, waiting for the grand view.

But waiting left and right, but Peng Yiru was never seen in the hall, and the owner of the mansion, Jin Shihe, even disappeared.

All around, whispering suddenly.

Just as the atmosphere in the hall was intensifying, a thin waiter suddenly jumped out and shouted inadvertently: "It's not good! Miss Peng is gone!"

His voice was not loud, but it was enough to teach the other female relatives to hear clearly.

These women have been trapped in the deep boudoir for a long time, doing nothing every day, but they are keen on same-sex scandals.

Boss Jin is not a censor, and if a woman ran away in his mansion, something dirty must have happened.

The waiter's words were like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, which made their blood boil.

As soon as the words fell, someone pretended to be enthusiastic and said: "During this time, the refugees have been scattered all over the place. Could it be that they sneaked in and Ms. Jiao Peng met me! We have a lot of people, let's help find it together!"

As soon as these words came out, someone immediately echoed them.

There was a lot of chatter, seeing that there was no excuse for finding someone, and more and more people volunteered, the thin monkey-like waiter rolled his eyes and immediately shouted gratefully.

"Thank you, ladies and gentlemen! I have searched for several rooms, but the only one that is for women is the rest room. I dare not go there lightly, for fear of offending the female guests! Please adults come with me!"

When everyone heard the sound, they immediately joined together, and then followed up hypocritically.

In that room, in the women's lounge, the atmosphere was anxious.

The effect of the medicine was getting stronger, and Wu Qingzhi's forehead and neck were already covered with hot sweat, and his eyes, which were always indifferent to others, were burning red.

He knocked on the door countless times and kicked the lock countless times, but it was still to no avail.

Peng Yiru looked at the wall clock on the wall, the time was just right.

So he sneered and said: "I have already arranged for manpower, and taught him to gather everyone together and bring them to this room when the cake is being cut."

Wu Qing's heart was thinking of Chi Rong, and his breath was hot, he wished he could tear Peng Yiru's corpse into thousands of pieces, but there was no way out.

Unable to maneuver around, unable to force his way in, he could only question over and over again: "Just tell me, what happened to Chi Rong!"

Hearing this, Peng Yiru raised his eyebrows, and said in a strange tone: "Boss Wu, didn't I say that?"

Every word she said was like murdering her heart: "Chi Rong, she is being pinched, pinched, necked, fucked by Jin Shihe!"

But seeing Wu Qingzhi trembling and on the verge of fury, Peng Yirufu pretended to comfort him again.

"Boss Wu, I'm good to Chi Rong. Don't worry, everyone has been brought here to watch you and me having sex. How can they know what she's doing with Jin Shihe?"

As she spoke, she was about to entangle Wu Qingzhi, and smiled coquettishly: "It doesn't matter if you move me or not, people will come in a while, and see me, a woman who has not left the court, showing her breasts and sharing a room with a foreign man. What is unclear is that you married me."

After finishing speaking, he even pointed out the window confidently, and said contemptuously: "Unless you jump from here! But there is a river outside the window. If Boss Wu wants to preserve his reputation, then after Jinshi River finishes Chi Rong, no one can do it." Take her home."

Peng Yiru obviously had a gentle and charming face, but in this situation, there were so many obscenities and foul language that he could not stop hearing them.

Wu Qingzhi listened, but remained silent, and only raised his leg to kick the door panel again.

He was already unable to stand still, and the desire in his body was even more bone-eating.

However, Peng Yiru approached the door quickly, clapped his hands lightly, and said pleasantly: "Boss Wu, listen up! Someone is here!"

Suddenly, Wu Qing's heart went cold and his movements froze.

There was the rustling sound of Peng Yiru undressing from behind, and the sound of gradual footsteps outside the door.

Back and forth.

Wu Qingzhi clenched his fists tightly, biting the gap on his lips deeper, and finally made up his mind.

No matter what other people said, he just rushed out and found Chi Rong before giving up.

Last time, he hooked up with Chi Rong in this golden mansion, and he was determined to protect her, so he must never be dishonest.

The sound of footsteps kicking, slowly approaching, and it really stopped in front of the door.

But listening to the key being inserted into the door lock, with a slight twist and a click, the cloud and mist were pushed away.

Peng Yiru smiled like a flower.

squeak-

The door was pushed open, and a girl in a lotus root pink dress was standing against the wall.

Her complexion was flushed unnaturally, and her makeup and hair were messy, adding to her charm and ecstasy.

However, such a beautiful woman is holding a murder weapon, and her right hand is dripping with blood.

It was Chi Rong who was about to fall.

Peng Yiru stared blankly, tongue-tied: "How could it be you! You really linger like this! Didn't you get—!"

Chi Rong stared straight at Peng Yiru, but stumbled into the room and stood still in front of her.

"roll!"

Immediately, there was a shock.

Snapped!
A bloody handprint instantly stuck to Peng Yiru's face.

Chi Rong resisted the effects of the medicine, her whole body was weak, this slap, she had exhausted all her strength.

Peng Yiru's slap was far more painful than this one, but Chi Rong's slap hurt her so much that it hurt her heart.

"Go away! I dare to poke Boss Jin, let alone you!"

But seeing Peng Yiru stunned in place, Chi Rong was furious, threw the white skirt on her body, and pushed her out the door.

Afterwards, Fu slammed the door again, as if all his strength had been drained, and fell into Wu Qingzhi's arms.

The embrace was so warm, as if it wanted to integrate her into her body tightly.

Chi Rong immediately burst into tears, and regardless of the blood on his hands, he only grabbed Wu Qingzhi's clothes and wailed for a while.

"Wu Qingzhi, I'm so scared!"

Chi Rong was out of breath from crying, and Wu Qingzhi's eyes were red with distress.

He stroked Chi Rong's back over and over again, but he was speechless.

Gradually, it was Chi Rong who stopped crying first, and looked up at him with a teary little face.

"Wu Qingzhi, I'm here to save you...I... want a reward."