C3

At this time, there were also people entering and exiting the corridor, causing the originally silent corridor to occasionally hear the footsteps of a man and a woman mixed in.

Xia Qingxin greeted the man's ancestors as she half supported him and half dragged him towards Room 1008.

The man's weight was all on Xia Qingxin's body, and his head was buried deeply in Xia Qingxin's neck in a lazy posture.

In the eyes of others, they only thought that they were 'whispering'.

Of course, Xia Qingxin was completely oblivious to this.

Such a discordant scene caught the eye of the people walking up and down the corridor, but they only glanced at it briefly. After all, it was a common occurrence in a bar. Everyone only thought that the rich and powerful children who drank and entertained didn't care about it at all.

There were also some women who blushed and quickly looked away.

Besides, those who could get in and out of the city were either wealthy or influential. No one dared to rashly offend anyone, because maybe someone was the big shot they couldn't afford to offend.

Of course, there were also people who did not seek trouble and did not give up until their goal was achieved. In the end, they had to pay a heavy price. No one sympathized, and no one dared to lend a helping hand.

Most people have the idea of climbing high, always hoping that one person will lead the way, the chicken and the dog will ascend into the sky.

Charming and flattery were the easiest and fastest way.

Even when the man fainted, he still held his hand to the wound.

The two men's arms and arms were pressed together, pressing tightly against the man's wounds. It was enough to stop the blood from flowing out. Not as bad as before.

The blood stains on the fingertips of his left hand had dried up, but the enchanting red still stayed malevolently on his fingers.

Xia Qingxin purposely used the hem of her skirt to cover her face, and from time to time, she would use the corner of her mouth to take a look at the various people who were passing by.

He was afraid that some disaster would befall him.

"Putong! Putong!" The frenzied heart carried abnormal rhythmic movements.

In order to match the style of the bar, the lights in the corridor were mostly dark and cold.

It was also because of this that he was able to hide the bloodstain so naturally. It was impossible to see it without looking carefully. Moreover, they did not dare to use probing eyes, and could only stare. Otherwise, if he was sold, he would have no choice but to count the money.

Xia Qingxin finally used her staggering steps to lead the man to the entrance of Room 1008.

As Xia Qing realized later, there was a serious problem with the situation.

Eh! Bringing him in didn't seem to be a wise decision!

Not to mention how to explain her current situation, she just couldn't explain it to him!

He unconsciously shifted his gaze to the vermilion wooden door next door.

Hehe.

Let's borrow Gu Yiran's room for a while!

The man didn't know if it was because he could feel that he was no longer in danger, but his gentle face was as calm as a sleeping baby.

She leaned against Xia Qingxin like a piece of cartilage.

A huge wave of confidence swept over Xia Qingxin.

"You're awake. You need to 'repay' me." Did you hear that? "

She was answered by the faint sound of the man's breathing.

"Whooosh."

Xia Qingxin adjusted the rhythm of her breathing and took a deep breath. She tugged on the man's body even more tightly as she 'led' him towards the scarlet door while shaking her weak legs.