Male God Please Lie Down

Huang Qingming shook his head, and the look in Qian Xiaole's eyes became determined.

Seeing Huang Qingming like this, Qian Xiaole also became a little anxious.

In this way, it's not enough to go down. What if these people run into this room and even make trouble with her.

"Go to Qingming, you have been tired with me for a day, because we are good friends! I can't bear your hard work!"

When Qian Xiaole said this, she stood up, took Huang Qingming's hand, and was about to push her out.

How could Huang Qingming make her wish, she reached out and pushed Qian Xiaole onto the bed.

Seeing Qian Xiaole looking so anxious, she knew what it meant right away!

"Qingming, you go to rest!"

Although Qian Xiaole was pushed there, she quickly stood up again and walked to Qian Qingming's side again, really wanting to push Huang Qingming forward! Who knew that when Qing Ming dodged, she threw herself outside instead.

The best men who were standing outside waiting for the news watched Qian Xiaole come out by himself, and one by one also swarmed over and pushed Qian Xiaole inward.

The last one who came in also locked them up.

"Oh, sister-in-law, you are just a bridesmaid, so I have to have fun with you!"

A group of people also surrounded Qian Xiaole in the center.

It's the same to make a bride or a bridesmaid, get married anyway! All have to be happy.

Qian Xiaole was originally the same person as them, because after going to school, when he came back, he looked like he was above the top.

They were very upset long ago, and now they have this opportunity, why don't they bother her.

"You open the door, don't fool around!"

Zhao Gang was outside, patted the door continuously.

But the music inside is all put on, and now I can't hear anything at all.

Qian Xiaole screamed and was crushed-on the bed.

Huang Qingming was surrounded by many people. Huang Qingming brushed his feet and kicked the two men. They hugged their lower bodies and lay on the ground.

"Oh, there is still something pungent!?"

Someone looked at him and felt a little unhappy at the moment, and even encountered this kind of person.

"Touch me, that's the consequence. If you think you want to have fun, go there! Otherwise..."

Huang Qingming's eyes narrowed, and her hand grabbed one side of the wedding photo hanging on the wall.

The wedding photo was split into two halves by pressing it on her knees all at once.

There was a little eager to move at first, but as soon as he saw Huang Qingming's posture, he shrank in fright and hurriedly hid behind him.

At this time, Qian Xiaole's wedding dress was taken off and thrown on the ground. Those men, at least twenty or so, surrounded the bed.

In the harsh music, there is the kind of heart-piercing cry of Qian Xiaole.

Huang Qingming watched blankly, she took out her mobile phone from the small bag, and took two pictures of the person in front of her.

Leaning against the cabinet on one side, he posted a circle of friends.

"It turns out that the wedding here is like this. Fortunately, I escaped, and I have lingering fears!"

This text is accompanied by two photos.

Qian Xiaole couldn't see many men around the bed, but the wedding dress was thrown on the ground.

There is another picture of Qian Xiaole crawling out with his head lowered.

There are many colleagues in her circle of friends.

In the plot, this kind of thing happened to the original owner, and Qian Xiaole was still in the company. If it was a funny thing, then he would publicize it honestly.

"Haha... slid in!"

There was a sudden burst of laughter in the crowd.

Listening to their nasty language, it seemed that they were holding something on Qian Xiaole's or something, dragging...