In the end, the man stood up by himself, walked to her, looked down at her delicate and white face, and raised his eyebrows slightly. Keep up. It's me who you want to satisfy, not that I want to accommodate you."
Qiao Yimo's eyes widened suddenly, staring at him in shock, "You..."
As soon as he uttered a word, the man suddenly reached out and hugged her up, walked to the bed and put it down, patted her face, squinted and mocked, "You have no right to say no. If you don't have the physical strength, I will Go out and find someone with strength."
Qiao Yimo, "..."
All the words were stuck in her throat. She opened her mouth several times, then bit her lip again, and her eyebrows drooped. She looked obedient and obedient, but she was unsatisfied with grievances.
Looking at her like this, Fu Sinian's heart throbbed inexplicably, but was quickly ignored by him, let go, picked up her clothes and turned to the bathroom.
…
Applying the medicine while applying warm water, and resting at home for two days, it finally had a little effect. She was afraid of delaying the filming of the crew. She rushed to the scene overnight and made up all the late night scenes, which ended at a few hours in the morning.
For several nights, she stayed at the hotel near the studio, with Xiao Xiao and Zheng Yun.
Another night, she stood on the balcony outside the window and called Fu Sinian.
Under the silent night breeze, a soft voice was apologetic, "Well, I can't go back tonight, you go to bed early."
The man’s warm voice came into her ears, “Qiao Yimo, if you die outside, you don’t need to notify me. I think there will be many people who want to do Mrs. Fu’s position.”
"..."
Qiao Yimo raised his head and looked at the dazzling starry sky, breathing slightly heavy, lips pressed against the phone, and curled his lips aggrievedly, "Why are you so unreasonable? I'm just working, and I'm not doing anything behind your back."
Fu Sinian smiled coolly, "I can go home on time every day at work. If you work for ten and a half months without leaving home, I can't even manage to steal people outside."
Qiao Yimo was happy and chuckled, "You used to... didn't you care about my work?"
"I don't plan to take care of it now. Don't forget, you called me."
Qiao Yimo's smile faded, and he said in a loss: "Oh, then you go to bed early, I'll hang up first."
male
People didn't say a word, they really hung up directly.
Qiao Yimo felt a stronger sense of loss, and sighed while lying on the railing, looking at the night sky.
"Sister Yimo, why are you still awake?"
The sudden voice behind him made Qiao Yimo's body stiff suddenly, and blood flowed back in his whole body instantly.
She turned around quickly and looked at Zheng Yun who was standing behind her without knowing when she squeezed her phone, her pupils dilated, and stiffly asked: "You, when did you... come?"
Did she hear the phone call she just spoke
Zheng Yun was taken aback, his expression was the same, and then he smiled sweetly, "Just when I came in, I saw that the light in your room was still on and the door was not closed properly, so come in and have a look. What's wrong with you?"
"No, I'm fine." Qiao Yimo was so scared that he was sweating on his back, shook his head, walked back to the room, and smiled dryly: "I just answered the phone, and I'll go to bed right away, so go to bed."
Xiao Xiao was in the next room, and she probably should have fallen asleep. This little girl was very energetic. Sure enough, being younger is more energetic than them.
After a day of filming, Qiao Yimo was exhausted and fell asleep when he touched the bed.
However, people are always subconsciously sensitive to unfamiliar environments, and even if they sleep deeply, there is always a trace of consciousness. Therefore, when the faint sound rang out in the dead of night, she was suddenly awakened.
After opening my eyes and listening for a while, I found that there was a prying sound outside the door.
She sat up in horror, a heart suddenly raised her throat and eyes, her hands and feet were cold with fright, and a few words popped out of her mind.
Robbery
murder
This is a hotel, not a private residence. How can they be sure that there is someone in this room
She climbed out of the bed very quickly, and with the light from the window, she ran to the door in twos or twos, and she seemed to hear the sound of footsteps.
His legs were frightened, his head was almost blank, and he quickly raised his trembling fingers to turn on the phone.
Xiao Xiao and Zheng Yun are in rooms not far from the same floor.
She called Xiao Xiao first, but twenty seconds passed and no one answered.
There was a feeling of approaching outside the door, and she couldn't wait, she called Zheng Yun extremely quickly, and a second later, only temporarily unable to connect in exchange.
how come
Calling someone
At this point, one or two o'clock in the morning, who is not sleeping? Who will get up
She often calls Xiao Xiao at night, why does she
Suddenly can't hear it
Suspicion lasted only a second, and the fear and despair suddenly strengthened, and she unwillingly dialed it again.
Only she is the closest.
Pointing a finger on the number in the address book, before pressing it down, the heavy anti-theft door vibrated for a while, and after a second, he was kicked fiercely by a certain force.
Qiao Yimo was caught off guard. Unexpectedly, the door was kicked and he fell to the ground. The phone fell to the ground without catching it. The screen was still in the address book, and the call was not made.
She quickly fumbled to pick it up.
But a string of footsteps suddenly rushed into the house, closing the door with a slam, and then turning on the light in the house with a slap.
The dazzling light caused Qiao Yimo's pupils to expand to the maximum, and he suddenly raised his small face in horror to see the few people in the room.
Sitting on the ground, he raised his small face laboriously, looking at a few tall strange men, and finally fixed his eyes on the one in the middle, his small face instantly turned white to colorless.
"It's you?"
The man in the middle looked at her condescendingly, with a big smile on his face, "It's been a long time since I saw you, Miss Qiao, you really made this young man easy to find."
The deepest fear in Qiao Yimo's heart could not be suppressed. She picked up her mobile phone and stood up on her back. She slowly retreated to the root of the wall, shaking her voice, "Tang Mingchen, what are you going to do? This is a hotel. I only need one. Shout, someone will come, don’t mess around."
The evil smile on the man’s face remained the same. He stretched out his hand to push the bodyguard away and took a step closer to her. He suddenly pinched her neck with a big palm, and smiled, "You shout, I want to see how many people there are. Dare to come."
Despair overwhelmed his heart, and Qiao Yimo randomly pressed the phone screen with his fingers behind him.
It doesn't matter who it is, as long as someone can come.
He tried his best to suppress the fear, delaying time, and said coldly: "My agent and them are all next door. If something goes wrong tonight, do you think Shengtian will let you go? Will Lu Ziyan let you go?"
Tang Mingchen dangled the corners of her eyes, pinched her neck, and curled the corners of her lips indifferently, "I just came here to be happy tonight, and didn't intend to kill you, so there is nothing to lose to them. It was not very clean. Do you still expect people like Lu Ziyan to be annoyed for you? Moreover, you too underestimated the power of the Tang family."
Qiao Yimo's eyes were black and shocked.
(End of this chapter)