C6

Chapter 6 - Another Meeting

Why!

Why am I so desperate to sell myself, or can't I get a glimmer of hope? It's fine if you were raped yesterday, but do you want to do it again today?

Why!

Trying not to feel sick in my head, I grabbed the vase from the coffee table and hit him on the back of the head.

He was stunned.

I was also stunned.

In the next moment, blood flowed down the back of his head.

Drip on me.

He reached out to touch it and fished out a handful of blood.

"You, you bitch! "You!" Looking at the blood on his hand, he cursed in horror. Taking advantage of his inattentiveness, I grabbed my handbag and ran to the door of the living room.

He chased after her but tripped over a chair and fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

I ran out of the room without looking back.

After escaping, I found that my hands were trembling.

It's over.

Lu Zhao had lost so much blood, could it be that he would not be able to survive?

Very quickly, I didn't have the time to think about Lu Zhao anymore.

Because the drug was strong.

I tried to open my eyes, tried to resist the sleepiness, and rushed from the apartment building in the neighborhood to the small supermarket. I was about to borrow a phone to make a call, but instead I heard a voice that was unlikely to appear here.

"thinning, we have already taken down the real estate contract in this area. When can you start dismantling the property?"

"The initial plan is to tear down the northwest and build one there."

The chattering male voice reported. The man known as thinning occasionally made a "En" sound, and his voice was cold.

Why is he here!

Remembering what happened that day, I felt both anger towards this man and a sliver of fear at the same time …

He's someone I can't afford to offend.

The hand holding the phone was trembling. Just as I was about to slip away to change into a supermarket, the Lady Boss spoke up in dissatisfaction.

"What do you think, little girl? Why would a pretty girl peep at someone else?" Can't you still call? If you don't want to make a phone call, then go out! "

I was stunned.

The voices of the thinning and his subordinate also came to a halt.

I hastily put down the phone, smiled in embarrassment, turned around and left.

I hope the two men only saw my back and didn't recognize my face.

He quickly walked to the door and looked at the road in front of him. He heaved a sigh of relief.

Luckily, he wasn't recognized.

But before I could relax completely, a ghostly voice came from behind me.

Close by the ear.

"You want to run when you see me? Is this some kind of subterfuge? "

The sound was too close, and the heat blew into my ears, making it hard for me to control it. The drug was back, and I was hot and my legs were weak, and I was almost uncontrollably lolling over him.

He hesitated. He didn't throw me out.

However, his tone was even more sarcastic and disdainful than before.

"Do you still have any shame?" He sneered, "How can a woman like you, who is so self-satisfied and despicable, have such a face? I wonder if your parents will regret giving birth to you when they see that their daughter has fallen to the point where she can casually hook up with men. "

His tone was so venomous that I trembled with anger.

"Why are you mentioning my parents? None of your business! Let go of me! "

He hugged harder, and his tone was even more contemptuous, "I let you go? Look at what your hand is doing. "

I lowered my head in confusion.

He found that his hands had wrapped around his waist and even ripped off one of the buttons on his shirt. His fingers followed the seams of his shirt and touched his back.

So cold. So comfortable.

The touch of my fingers reached my mind, and my dizziness increased.

"I'm sorry."

I shook my head hard and pulled my hand away from his waist. I tried my best, but my strength was still as soft as cotton.

The sarcasm and disgust in his eyes were stabbing at me, and I was ashamed and annoyed, but I couldn't do anything about it.

He tried to defend himself, "I, I ate the wrong medicine, I …"

Unconsciously, his hands began to pull at his clothes.

"Take the wrong medicine?" He grabbed my hand with a look of contempt on his face, "Last time I entered the wrong room. This time I ate the wrong medicine, and I'm still looking for me every time? If you say that it was not intentional, who would believe you? "

I was so embarrassed that my face turned red. I bit my lower lip and forced myself to call out my inner desire.

"Push me away first!"

Panting.

He gave me a devilish smile and hooked his fingers under my chin without a trace of pity.

"I don't want to know who the person behind you is, because I hate it when people plot against me."

"But you're lucky."

He pinched my face, bruising it like he was looking at someone through me.