I got HE with fans in an escape game

Chapter 512 The Red Clothes Killer 39
According to the height at which Zhao Xisha hanged herself, it was at least one meter high. Coupled with the weight being dragged, the impact on her buttocks can be imagined.

When he reached the first floor, Qin Yu frowned and looked at her walking posture, and immediately came up to meet her, "Are you injured?"

He reached out to touch her waist.

Of course her waist was fine, Qin Yu moved down a little, Yun Jiaojiao's face turned pale, "It hurts to death." She lay in Qin Yu's arms, rubbing her head against his neck, with a bit of grievance: " I almost lost sight of you."

It was already painful, but after seeing Qin Yu, she felt like a seriously ill patient, or the kind of seriously ill patient who couldn't walk.

When he got close, he saw the strangle marks on her neck and wrists, and he almost didn't dare to touch them, his heart ached, "What's wrong at night?" He asked hoarsely.

She omitted the scene where the killer in red was facing the red dress, and briefly talked about other things, "The props are all in the room, and I didn't move."

Qin Yu reached out and touched her cheek, and rubbed the end of her eyes with his fingertips, "I'll rub the medicine on you first."

"Didn't I make an appointment with that important NPC? I'm not in a hurry." Yun Jiaojiao said, after all, there were already pain marks, and it was not too late.

"You are the most important, and there is still half an hour, so you can make it in time." Qin Yu said.

There is no need to buy medicine. There is a small medicine box in each room, which contains medicine for bruises.

Yun Jiaojiao didn't want to go back to her room, she felt sick in that room, "When I get to the hospital, I'll just apply the medicine myself."

Qin Yu frowned, "Look at the weight."

Yun Jiaojiao pursed her lips, suddenly thought of the red silk skirt on the bed, and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"It should be an important prop." Qin Yu added.

Yun Jiaojiao let out a sigh of relief, "OK."

"Men stop." The steward glanced at him and said.

Qin Yu took a red ticket and handed it over, "Auntie, I'll go up for half an hour."

The housekeeper took the money, "Okay, hurry up then."

Another greedy NPC.

Yun Jiaojiao's buttocks hurt, Qin Yu carried her upstairs, and when he reached the door of the room, Yun Jiaojiao gave him the key, and then pretended to be dead and didn't speak.

Qin Yu was going to put Yun Jiaojiao on the bed, but when he saw the whiteness of the bed, he froze on the spot.

Yun Jiaojiao sighed, "There is still the second half. At the last moment, I found out that I was wearing a red skirt. This is the one. I cut the skirt with a wind red knife and hid under the bed. The pervert took the skirt and got on the bed. After doing this, I didn’t dare to come out after that pervert left, and spent half the night under the bed, only seeing it in the morning.”

Qin Yu bowed his head and kissed her hair, his eyes were cold and deep, and he couldn't hide the murderous aura, "I'm sorry, I failed to protect you and made you wronged. At that time...you must have been very scared."

Yun Jiaojiao's eyes turned red, "Scared."

That pervert didn't even spare her own sister, committing the crime of murdering a female gangster, how could she not be afraid.

Qin Yu carried her into the bathroom, put the towel on the toilet seat, and put her down.

The wound is too... She felt a little uncomfortable, "I can do it myself, go and see if there are any useful clues."

"Be good." Qin Yu pressed her shoulders, telling her to be good, and lifted up her skirt, a large bruise on his buttocks made his eyes red.

He moved gently, as if treating the most precious jewel in the world, carefully applied the ointment and rubbed it gently.

"hiss"

Yun Jiaojiao gasped in pain, even though he moved lightly, it still hurt.

She twisted her body, not wanting him to touch her, "It hurts, don't touch it, it will be fine slowly."

"Hey, I'll be gentle, it'll be fine soon." Qin Yu lowered his head and kissed his waist, "Don't move."

Such a posture, and it's morning again, if you keep twisting like this, something will happen.

　Now I really dare not even drive the kindergarten car.

　　Go kart tomorrow.

　　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)