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As his hands groped around him, Gu Zhi Qiu felt the wetness and something continued to flow down. Gu Zhi Qiu blurrily touched the cold mouth of the prototype bottle.

Wine. It was the bottle of wine that the person had taken from her earlier …

"The skin is so white and tender." The man was still greedily staring at her skin. Gu Zhi Qiu didn't even think of anything as she used all her strength to grab the bottle of wine in her hand. Without thinking, she smashed it towards the man's head on her body.

With a "peng" sound, the bottle broke into pieces. The man staggered backward after being hit by the bottle as he wailed, "Ah!"

His head began to bleed and he began to feel dizzy.

This damned bitch, she actually hit him on the head.

With courage and strength, Gu Zhi held the broken bottle in her hand. With a heart wrenching alcohol burst, she almost crawled up from the sofa, climbed onto the coffee table and dropped many bottles. Just like that, she stepped over the sofa and stumbled towards the door.

The man who was drinking wine with Gu Zhi Qiu was lighting up her cigarette. Seeing her companion smashed into a bloody pulp, she anxiously stood up and chased after the stumbling Gu Zhi Qiu, cursing quietly: "Fuck, what are you doing here, didn't you say that she was very honest?"

Gu Zhi Qiu ran to the door and stopped her arm. The man's heavy voice sounded dangerously: "Hey, you're not allowed to run!"

Gu Zhi Qiu's head started to buzz, as though she was crazy, she started to wave the bottle in her hands with all her might, using her almost broken vocal cords and shouted loudly: "Don't touch me! Don't come near me, or I'll kill you! Cough cough cough! I'm not trying to scare you! "

As Gu Zhi Qiu said this, she forcefully cut her arm. Along with genuine pain, she leaned against the door and pointed at the man: "Right now, even if I kill you, it would be for legitimate self-defense! Don't think I don't dare to! "Cough, cough, cough, cough ~ ~ ~"

Her black hair was drenched in sweat, and it stuck to her fair cheeks. At the moment, her arm was bleeding, making her look weak and pathetic, but there was a sense of pride in that look that made even the drunk man sober up a little. He suddenly felt his heart thump, as if he remembered the reason he stayed in this room.

At this time, Gu Zhi Qiu had already opened the door with her hands behind her back. Taking the opportunity when the man was stunned and not daring to move forward, she opened the door and staggered out, pressing the doorbell randomly in front of her. Then she shouted out in the corridor, "Help, kill, cough cough cough, someone tried to kill me, cough cough cough —" After coughing a few times, she felt a sweet sensation in her throat.

Gu Zhi Qiu's body could no longer hold on, and powerlessly slid down to the ground.

A bottle of highly concentrated whiskey had almost killed her. It had been difficult for her to come out of her room and call for help, and now she felt like she was going to die.

Who could save her at such a time? She almost didn't know why she was here.

Ah, I remember now. It's my uncle. He called to say that his husband was drunk and told her to come pick him up. He said the room number.

2001? He had clearly said 2001, but why was it that the person he met here was an unfamiliar man?

Why on earth …. Was my uncle lying to her?

The man with blood all over his head seemed to want to rush forward to teach Gu Zhi Qiu a lesson, but was stopped by another person. Gu Zhi Qiu did not know what they were talking about, but seeing the blood that was continuously flowing from her arm, she felt a little hopeless.

At this moment, the door beside him opened in panic as he pressed open the doorbell.

A man came out of the door, erect and tall. Gu Zhi Qiu tried really hard to raise her head. She saw a face, and it was extremely handsome and familiar to her. It was actually her husband, Li Zhan Chen.

"Young Master Li, what's wrong?" Immediately after, a woman's voice came out from behind Li Zhan Chen.

Gu Zhi Qiu's vision became blurry, and she could not see the woman's face clearly. She only felt that the sweetness in her throat could no longer be suppressed.