Allow her to be pampered

"Masters and ladies, please! The women's lounge is here!"

On the spiral staircase, a group of well-dressed men and women were following a waiter, walking in a hurry.

They walked so hastily, but not because of some kind of heartfelt kindness.

The waiter is not so, he leads the head, looks anxious on the face, but the bottom of his heart becomes more and more complacent.

Boss Jin and Ms. Peng have already arranged for this job countless times with thousands of instructions, and when the job is done, there will be a big reward.

It's just a lowly way of playing in the upper class, which is really expected.

The black and white crowd followed suit, and the waiter turned a corner, turning his head to describe the situation when he was looking for someone to the guests from time to time.

He was speaking vividly, but at the other side, a lady in the crowd exclaimed.

"Who is here!"

After hearing the words, the gentlemen looked around and saw a figure standing at the door of the women's rest room like a hanged ghost.

The shadow stood unsteadily, its body swayed slightly, just like the hanged corpse, swinging back and forth.

Not only that, but the shadow was standing against the light, its face could not be seen clearly, and it showed a deep and dead air.

In front of the ghost, several timid female relatives immediately covered their hearts in fright, screamed, and collapsed to the ground softly and bonelessly.

"You, hurry up! Come forward and have a look!"

Seeing this, the men in the front row did not dare to act rashly, and immediately pushed the waiter out to die.

The waiter couldn't help himself, so he had the courage to step forward and shout: "Who is here! Turn around quickly! Otherwise, we will call the police!"

Outside the window, thunder was deafening.

The wide corridor is like a microphone, and the waltz of the band echoes with thunder, endlessly.

The figure turned around slowly.

It's not a ghost, but it's almost the same as a ghost.

The white gauze dress was in a mess, the waist was unbuttoned, the neckline was open, and a pair of glaringly white pepper breasts were half hidden.

Being naked is just one of them, and the most frightening thing is a crimson bloody handprint on that side of his face.

"Yes, yes...it's Miss Peng!"

The waiter screamed.

In an instant, the crowd boiled like a frying pan.

There was a lot of noise everywhere, and the whispers and whispers pierced Peng Yiru's ears.

Is this the retribution?

"Hurry up and call the police! Some refugees must have escaped into the mansion and trampled Ms. Peng!"

"I heard that those refugees are all carrying germs, why are they eating cakes now!"

Everyone was full of selfish desires, discussing and clamoring, but no one was willing to step forward and put a piece of clothing on for Peng Yiru.

Peng Yiru's eyes were dry, and he numbly pulled at the neckline, intending to cover the spring on his chest.

However, such a field is already put to death, and there will be no future generations, so who will spy on her body?

The last trace of her face and chastity was finally folded in her hands.

Then Peng Yiru took a deep breath, and said flatly, "No need, that refugee...has already jumped out of the window and ran away."

In the lounge, Chi Rong could only hear the movement outside clearly.

Words are terrible, that is.

After this incident, Peng Yiru's reputation was really discredited, and he was no different from a dead person.

Wu Qingzhi said coldly: "Chi Rong, she is to blame for all this!"

His fiery palms pressed against Chi Rong's face: "This woman put you in danger, and I would be benevolent if I didn't hurt her!"

The sounds outside the door gradually dissipated, and the last one walking was the sound of the woman's stiletto shoes.

As a result, Chi Rong suddenly let go of his strength, loosened his five fingers, and the pen in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

Wu Qingzhi tremblingly said: "Chi Rong, I failed to protect you..."

"You protect me in every possible way, but it's always time for me to protect you."

At this moment, Chi Rong only felt extremely tired, so he buried his head in Wu Qingzhi's arms, and said in a raving voice, "I was actually very scared just now, but when I think that you can't find me, I must be very anxious, so I'm not so scared It's..."

"...It was the pen that saved me in the end," Chi Rong said, his voice tinged with tears, "but I lost the cap of the pen, and the nib was broken..."

"This time, I worked harder this time than I did in the exam!"

Chi Rong pressed tightly against Wu Qingzhi's heart, and whispered coquettishly, "Then I want to reward now, it's not too much!"

Unexpectedly, Wu Qingzhi pushed her away with a hard heart, and said hoarsely: "Chi Rong, I can't do it today."

But seeing him slid on the ground, panting heavily with restraint, only bowed his head deeply, but refused to look at Chi Rong again.

"Chi Rong, do you know what you're talking about?" Wu Qingzhi said softly, "What you said means that I want you right away!"

As soon as these words came out, Chi Rong's eyes turned red, and he retorted: "Of course I know! What's wrong with doing this kind of thing with someone you like!"

"Chi Rong, you are still young, you can never give yourself up so easily."

Wu Qingzhi looked deeply at Chi Rong with a pair of gentle eyes, "You are taking medicine now, if you wake up afterwards, will you regret it? I don't want to betray you like this."

He slammed his fist on the ground, and then slowly loosened his palm, thin blood oozes from the palm lines.

"Chi Rong, you and I are poisoned in love now, I don't want you to sacrifice yourself involuntarily."

Wu Qingzhi's lips trembled violently, and his collar was wet with sweat, but he still stubbornly resisted the endless lust.

"Chi Rong, I said before, you are my baby, I will never force you, and I will protect you even more."

Wu Qingzhi said in a trembling voice, while struggling to stand up, he moved towards the window every step.

"Chi Rong, be obedient, you are the most obedient."
Chi Rong wriggled his lips, curled up on the ground, hesitant to speak.

But Wu Qingzhi pushed open the window at once, and in an instant, the strong wind brought a shower of rain, the rain was like a dagger, icy cold, and it hurt people's faces.

Wu Qingzhi stepped forward, his whole body was drenched by the cold rain.

"Your illness is mostly cured. If you are exposed to the rain like this, won't you have to..."

Chi Rong whimpered, but the torrential rain drowned out her voice.

Wu Qingzhi carried the cold rain for a long time, and finally his mind was awakened by the deep chill.

But seeing that the blood on his thin lips had faded away, the cut on his lips was congealed with blood.

This time, Wu Qingzhi's situation was very bad, and he even showed an embarrassing posture. He resisted the cold, brushed his face with his hand, and wiped away the rainwater from his face.

Seeing this, Chi Rong immediately picked up the blanket on the beauty's couch, and handed it to him tremblingly.

The two hands, one big and one small, loosened at the touch of the cold rain.

However, it was only a moment of contact, and Wu Qingzhi felt the astonishing heat on Chi Rong's body.

Wu Qingzhi lowered his eyes, but seeing Chi Rong's cowardly expression, he just looked at him weakly, and whispered: "Wu Qingzhi...I feel so uncomfortable..."