Chapter 1 (1/2)

When she came to the third floor and passed a dimly lit box, a big hand suddenly stretched out to pull her into the box, and the wine and end plate in her hand were all scattered on the ground.

She was covered with her mouth and couldn't make a sound at all. She waved her hands to catch something, but the other party seemed to see her doing so. She easily pressed her hands down and dragged her in.

She is in charge of this box. The guests inside have just left. She hasn't had time to clean it. There are half eaten cakes and wine bottles all over the floor.

”Bang!”

The bathroom door was closed, and then a tall figure pressed down on her. The dim light made her unable to see each other's appearance, but she smelled the faint smell of blood on him.

”Cooperate, or your life will be lost.”

A low and pleasant voice, but the words were cold and heartless.

Before Shen Xiaoqi asked, the gun in the other hand was facing her chest.

Gun?!

Shen Xiaoqi turned pale with fear.

If her mouth had not been covered, she would have screamed and begged him for mercy.

Hearing that the door of the box was forced, followed by a burst of footsteps into the box.

”Cry out.” Jun Beiting said warning in her ear. It seemed to outsiders that they were like lovers whispering.

He didn't give her time to think about it. The next second, he untied her long hair and tore her clothes to reveal her white skin. He lowered his head and bit off ambiguous marks on her white skin.

In the narrow bathroom, the naked body of a woman is tightly hugged with a man. Anyone who sees it can guess what happened. Let her cry out, even if she makes a painful cry, in the eyes of others, it is also working.

With the footsteps outside the door getting closer and closer, Jun Beiting directly held her in his arms, picked up her foot and put it around his waist. He lowered his head and bit hard on her mouth.

”Ah...” her lips were bitten and shed blood. The painful tears swirled in her eyes and subconsciously cried out pain.

A figure could be seen walking under the bathroom door. Jun Beiting held her in his arms, and then raised his crotch as if he were sprinting hard. Shen Xiaoqi was thrown up and down. From the reflection of the glass on the door, he seemed to be doing something self-evident.

”Continue.” Jun Beiting leaned against her ear and said, ”shout louder, or I'll come for real.”

Jun Beiting pressed her hip with his big hand, which made her wake up and feel his hardness. He raised his waist slightly, as if he was going to break through the thin cloth. Shen Xiaoqi was frightened. He scolded the man in his heart that he was a hooligan, kept nodding his head to show that he would cooperate, and only hoped he wouldn't mess around.

”Sobbing.” Shen Xiaoqi tried to make herself pant, with a pistol in her chest and a ”gun” there, so that she never felt so close to death.

Footsteps came closer and closer, and soon the door of the bathroom was kicked open.

”Ah...”

Shen Xiaoqi, like frightened, quickly reached out and hugged Jun Beiting, and his head was naturally buried in her chest. The hot air was sprayed on her exposed white hemisphere, causing a burst of goose bumps all over her body. Her chest fluctuated greatly, and the skin was rubbing the tip of his nose, making her angry and ashamed.