Quick Wear: The Villain's Soft Beauty

"Boss, what should we do now?" a criminal police officer asked with his head down, not understanding why he was so out of control.

Cheng Muyang suppressed the pain in his heart, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Find it, find it for me!"

The criminal police officer paused, unable to understand what he said. "Looking for" - looking for whom? The hostage who fell off the cliff, or Lu Cheng who ran away and disappeared.

The next moment, the man stood up in a rage, with a face full of sadness and hatred, and walked down the mountain behind him.

When passing by the crowd, he ordered: "One group of people follow me to find the hostages, and another group..." He paused, then spoke ruthlessly.

"When you see Lu Cheng, shoot him directly, regardless of life or death!"

Hearing this, Mr. Lu's eyebrows twitched, his lips trembled, and he almost wanted to speak, but in the end he just closed his eyes in sorrow and sighed deeply.

Uncle Chen, who was standing by, saw this and stepped forward to support him, with a worried look on his face, "Master! The young master... please accept my condolences!"

Mr. Lu took a moment to calm down, then opened his eyes. His old and sad voice rang out slowly, "I know that his character has not been very good, but he is my own son after all. Alas! He has lost his moral character, and this is his fate."

He turned around with his crutches, glanced at Su Lianyi who was still lying on the ground, and a trace of guilt appeared on his face.

"Take her with you!", and then he walked down tremblingly.

Uncle Chen looked at his lonely back, shook his head and sighed, squatted down, hugged the unconscious person on the ground in his arms, and strode away in the direction he was heading.

Li Yanxing, who was far away at the foot of the mountain, only paused when countless gunshots were heard, then strode forward, and even weighed the person on his shoulder with joy.

However, Su Lulu, who was sleeping in the cloth bag, knew nothing. He just frowned uncomfortably and continued to sleep.

The system master, who witnessed everything, was now suppressing the fluctuating electric current and looking at the man in disbelief.

He, he, he, is the real murderer? Red pupils, exactly the same!

When it wanted to wake up Su Luanluan, Data received a new message prompt.

————(Don’t disturb them, let nature take its course, otherwise, you will be the next one to be scrapped as the system brain)

After the system finished reading, it felt like an electric current was trembling, and it instantly understood that the man carrying the host was its own master.

It immediately stopped the idea of ​​reminding the host, as it felt that saving its own life was more important.

Besides, the host is so delicate and beautiful, nothing serious should happen. At most, she will just need to do a few more "exercises", as long as no one dies.

But when I thought that the master of this world was a ruthless skin-cutting monster, the current that had just been lowered rose again.

What should I do?! It seems that it is wrong to say it or not.

It was silent for a moment, and decided to take it one step at a time!

On the western hilltop, the sun's afterglow was almost gone, and night was gradually enveloping the earth.

When Li Yanxing returned to the photography base, Director Luo was still lying in the same position as when he left, with one leg dangling over the edge of the bed, snoring soundly.

Li Yanxing looked around and found that no one had been there, so he put the sack on the sofa beside him with confidence.

He untied the rope that sealed her mouth, revealing the cute girl inside with a face full of sweat.

The sudden flow of air made Su Lulu, who was soundly sleeping, couldn't help but relax his brows.

Li Yanxing smiled as he looked at her peaceful face tenderly. Her face was as rosy as black, and she was still as beautiful as ever, attracting many people.

Now, finally no one will come to compete with him for her, and no one will know of her existence.

While the person was still asleep, Li Yanxing took out a transparent syringe and was about to insert it, but he hesitated.

Looking at the sharp needle, he couldn't help but frown as he recalled the girl's fainting when they first met.

He suddenly moved closer to her, his eyes scanning her delicate features one by one, finally stopping at her closed eyes, and whispered: "You are really different from who you were that night!"

As soon as those words were spoken, the studio suddenly became quiet again. Under the dim incandescent light, there was a strange atmosphere.

"Ha! But I still like you now. You have that aura that belongs only to me."

Li Yanxing muttered to himself, his eyes following her rising and falling collarbone slowly down, finally stopping on her flat belly.

He reached out and touched it, his eyes darkened, "I've watered it so many times, why is there no movement at all?"

"Well-"

Su Lulu whimpered a few times due to the side-lying position she was in discomfort, her eyelids trembling slightly, and it seemed that she was about to wake up.

Li Yanxing was so scared that he immediately withdrew his hand and stared at her seriously.

No, you can't wake up now!

The man hurriedly pulled out the syringe, and the liquid inside seeped into the white handkerchief. In the process, he accidentally knocked over the wine bottle on the table. When the bottle touched the ground, he quickly fished it back.

He looked up at the person on the sofa with a startled look. Seeing that she didn't react much, he let out a light breath and put the wet towel to her nose and sniffed it gently.

Su Lulu smelled the special fragrance, frowned, her thick curly eyelashes trembled slightly, she half closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep again, looking very cute.

Li Yanxing curled his lips and smiled dotingly, then leaned over and gave her a kiss on the forehead. This light kiss was simply not enough to satisfy his strong desire.

But it doesn’t matter, from now on her time will be his, and he can make love with her however he wants.

As if he had figured it out, the man happily picked her up and prepared to walk towards the black SUV outside the shed.

only---

Director Luo, who was snoring on the bed, stood on the left side of the sofa at some point and stared at Li Yanxing with a drunken look on his face.

Her blurry gaze swept back and forth between his face and the unconscious Su Lulu.

Li Yanxing narrowed his eyes, holding the person's hand and clenching it tightly.

He didn't expect him to wake up!

The atmosphere was once depressed, and one could even faintly sense a hint of danger and terror.

Just when the two were in a stalemate face to face, Director Luo suddenly rolled his eyes upwards and muttered, "I'm still dreaming... Yes! Dreaming."

As he spoke, he moved towards the bedside cautiously step by step.

His body leaned back and he collapsed.

The snoring sound then began.

Everything seemed normal when he woke up from the drunken stupor, but if you looked closely you could see beads of sweat on Director Luo's forehead and his trembling eyelashes.

"Sha-sha-sha"

The footsteps gradually approached the bed.

Li Yanxing held Su Lulu in his arms, looking down at the old man pretending to be dead on the bed.

A hint of murderous intent flashed across the sinister and dark face.

The whole studio was terribly quiet! For Director Luo, he had never felt as frightened and nervous as he did tonight, as if he was being roasted on a fire.

After a while, just when Director Luo could no longer bear this silent torture and was about to get up and give up.

From above, a very low howling sound came, like the mocking voice of a ghost mocking humans for overestimating their own abilities.

"Director Luo, you directed the play very well, and I believe your acting skills are not inferior to mine, so please keep acting. After all, being a mute will make life easier for everyone! I still respect you very much."