Male God Please Lie Down

At this time, a man on the stairs raised his head and saw Ji Qingming who was leaning on the handrail.

Seeing that she was covered with a tablecloth indiscriminately, there was also a predatory light in her eyes.

At this time, she also released the woman under her body and walked towards Ji Qingming.

With a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, he looked at Ji Qingming, who was lying there, silently releasing the temptation and bewilderment, and he felt even more agitated.

He staggered to Ji Qingming's side, and his hand touched Ji Qingming's silky shoulders.

Ji Qingming's eyes began to loosen again, and she wanted to push it away, but the restraint of the drug was really tough, and she couldn't move at all.

Even, the strength to bite the tongue-head is gone.

She hated it so much, there seemed to be a desire in the depths of her body... This **** feeling made her feel very annoyed.

At this moment, a black figure, with a cold breath, came over from one side...

He grabbed the man holding Ji Qingming's shoulders, grabbed it, and threw it aside.

Ji Qingming opened his misty eyes and saw a familiar figure, a familiar face.

"Ajin!?"

She seems unbelievable, it turned out to be him...

No, this is just my own illusion!

It must be my own illusion...

Ji Qingming was dizzy and grabbed his sleeve.

The man, looking at Ji Qingming, shook his head helplessly, reached out and took off his coat to wrap Ji Qingming's body, and walked outside.

Unlike the drunk fans inside the villa, it's already late autumn outside and it's already very cold.

Especially in the middle of the night, along with the cold wind, Ji Qingming's originally groggy body was trembling because of the cold wind outside.

Her eyes opened again.

As if with Qiu Shui's eyes, he looked at the man in front of him in a daze.

His exquisite face, thin lips tightly pressed, tall nose... his narrow eyes, which seemed to be filled with the light of stars.

Looking at her familiar, Ji Qingming, who had been lonely, suddenly felt sore in her nose, and she would have the feeling of wanting to cry.

She stretched out her hand and stroked-touched his face.

When the hot little hand touched his cool cheek, it also gave a slight pause.

He bowed his head, glanced at her, and quickly hugged her into a car on the side.

After getting in the car, he drove the car into the dark place on one side.

At this time, a group of police cars flashed their lights and turned on. Although they all made harsh noises, the people in the villa were all taken medicine, and they were all excited like dogs.

At this time, naturally no one can escape.

As the police entered, the lights in the villa were brightened up, and there were bursts of noise.

Seeing this scene, the man started the car again and left.

Ji Qingming squinted her eyes and looked at the scene of the villa... Although she hadn't had the plot, she already knew clearly that she was calculated by others.

It's just... was he saved! ?

Thinking about it, Ji Qingming cast his eyes on the man who was driving seriously.

I heard Ji Zeya say that he is also a tasker like himself, but his appearance has not changed! !