Xue Luo was dumped by Feng Xinglang into a more spacious and comfortable business car. What followed was a cell phone.
Xue Luo stared at the cell phone and stunned: Who should I call to redeem himself?
Son Lin Nuo certainly can't! Small things are so small, it is impossible to come over to redeem them! Besides, she didn't want to let Feng Xinglang know that Lin Nuo was his 'dead' son.
He Feng Xinglang already has Lan Youyou and that daughter named TuanTuan, and they can no longer have a place for their mother and son.
Xue Luo knew that he could not rob Feng Xinglang; he even knew that he could not fight the brutal Lan Youyou.
Therefore, the son Lin Nuo is the safest only in the hands of Hetun.
Xing Twelve? Or Hetun? Will they come to save themselves?
If letting them know that they are in Feng Xinglang's hands, does it mean that his son Lin Nuo also knows?
There is another person who can save himself! That's the uncle of the police who is on call, regardless of returns.
Xue Luo took the phone, glanced at Feng Xinglang obliquely, and began to cover with his hands the unsuccessful call for "110".
But before the phone was dialed, Feng Xinglang grabbed it and threw it directly on the windshield in front.
"The opportunity given to you has expired!"
Feng Xinglang's driver screamed, "Drive! Go to GK."
"Feng Xinglang, drive me quickly ... let me off!"
No matter how noisy Xue Luo was, he beat himself, hissed, and Feng Xinglang remained indifferent.
"Lin Xueluo, the suffering of the two of us, has just begun!"
A word of coldness kept cold until the snow fell into the bones.
Xue Luo didn't know how he was taken by Feng Xinglang from the dedicated elevator to the president's office on the top floor, nor how he was locked into his lounge by this man.
Abusive all the way, silence all the way; punching and kicking all the way, indifferent all the way.
Then, Xue Luo was pressed onto the familiar and unfamiliar sofa. Five years ago, she came here, and she also slept.
Unexpectedly, five years later, she was still so uncomfortable being pressed by a man on this sofa.
Hunming, repeatedly, Xueluo felt dead again and again.
At the beginning, Xue Luo tried his best to resist, but then her resistance was broken by him again and again.
Xue Luo felt like her body had been sharpened to bleeding, but this fierce man still refused to let her go.
Xue Luo thought of begging for mercy from this man in a low posture, but the perseverance made her close her mouth and grit her teeth.
What about begging for mercy but not forgiveness? Can it reduce his number of times, or reduce his strength?
The suffocation of a man is like destruction. It was as if she was going to die on this sofa with her.
But Xue Luo didn't want to die! Her dear son is still waiting for her to return!
A long, almost a century of physical and mental torture.
Only then did Xuelu realize that the ‘dead to death’ in the man ’s mouth was not for fun with her! This man would really kill her, in such a despicable and fierce way, ashamed of opening his teeth.
Suddenly, Xue Luo felt that he seemed to have gone to hell. There is no legendary bull, ghost, and snake **** there, but a strange feeling, similar to gentleness, but it is painful.
Xue Luo wanted to treat herself as a puppet and let the man do the mercy. Uncontrollable, she issued a low humming humming. The man was so irritated that it was a terrible death.
Finally, Xue Luo fell asleep drowsily.
Or maybe it was dead.
Until she faintly heard a voice like nature.
It's a little girl doll. It should be about three or four years old.
"Papa ... papa ... open and open the door! It's a group!"
A grandma's voice came in, so sweet. And accompanied by the sound of the little cute tapping the lounge door.
I shot a lot of times without getting any response from the inside.
"Uncle Ye, is my papa in there? Why don't you agree?"
Ye Shinian lifted the little cute high up, tossed a small height, and then steadily caught her, hugged her in her arms, kissed and kissed.
"You papa has long legs. Uncle Ye couldn't see him! But in the afternoon, I heard the secretary say that he had returned to the office. As for whether he was in the lounge, then it is unknown!"
"Then you open the door and let Tuan Tuan go in to look at the uncle." Little cute entangled Ye Shinian.
"Good is good ... but Uncle Ye especially wants to be kissed."
Ye Shinian crouched down, almost at the height Feng Fengtuan could get.
But the little guy flattened his mouth and refused to take the initiative to kiss Ye Ye. Because Mommy Lanyou yelled: Girls ca n’t kiss with boys casually!
After thinking about it, Xiao Ai immediately ran away and ran out; when she came back, she held a beautiful female secretary.
"Aunt Tang Tang, could you kiss Uncle Ye? Uncle Ye wants to be kissed."
Said the cute Meng Tian extremely.
Even if she wants to kiss, she can't be in front of a little P child.
"Aunt Tang Tang, don't be ashamed. Last time I saw you and Uncle Ye kissed in the office, and also drank a mime. Tuan Tuan doesn't drink mommy's milk!
"..." Secretary Tang shook his face with a red glow.
"You villain! Why are you so cute?"
Uncle Ye held the little cute in his arms and kissed him several times.
Only three people's fingerprints were recorded on the door of Fengxinglang's lounge. In addition to Feng Xinglang himself, there are Ye Shinian and Nina.
But when Ye Shinian swept his fingerprints, he found that the door of the restroom was locked.
He frowned: because in most cases, the lounge door would not lock.
In other words: Feng Xinglang must be in it.
Now that Lango is inside, why lock the door back? Is there some kind of restrictive picture that is not suitable for children?
When Ye Shinian was puzzled, Secretary Tang whispered to him:
"At noon today, Mr. Feng carried a woman back to the office, and he never went out!"
"Who?" Ye Shinian asked in a low voice.
"I don't see clearly. It should be a strange woman."
Secretary Tang did not know Lin Xueluo. She has only been here for two or three years and it is normal to not know her.
Ye Shinian snickered secretly: Hehe, after being a monk for so many years, he couldn't stand it!
Wrong, can't Lan Youyou's top banshee feed Lango?
"What do you say? Tuan Tuan also listen!"
The dwarf sealers couldn't hear their whispers and jumped anxiously.
Since it is an image that is not suitable for children, it is naturally inconvenient for the child to be seen.
"Tuan Tuan, your papa is not here. Uncle Ye remembered: You papa went to Uncle Bai Mo. I'll take you to find him."
Ye Shinian's voice was high enough to be heard by people in the room. It's good to be assured.
"哐 啷" A loud noise.
Xue Luo deliberately overturned the ashtray at hand ...