flame hunter

Jia Huan was taken to the villa by the lake by Zhao Nianen, because someone broke in privately just the night before, Xiao Yinuo was worried and moved here together.

The happiest person at this time is Zhao Nian'en. He stood outside the door, watching Xiao Yinuo tidying up quietly in the room he used to live in. Suddenly, he saw Xiao Yinuo's face as his friend Xiao Chengkun. Feelings of grief welled up in his heart, Zhao Nianen rubbed his eyes, feeling that the child has finally grown up.

Gu Jiajia helped Jiahuan tidy up the room on the second floor. This is a simple and elegantly furnished room with a space of about 40 square meters. There is a large floor-to-ceiling window and a balcony. The sparkling lake surface with silver light makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"The scenery is really nice." Gu Jiajia stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows and sighed, looking back at Jiahuan: "I saw a small rattan tea table and rattan chair on the first floor, do you want to move them up and put them outside on the balcony for you to rest?"

Jiahuan nodded: "Good idea, but you don't need to go, let Xiao Yinuo move it."

"I can do it without sinking." Gu Jiajia laughed.

"Love him?" Jia Huan teased, and Gu Jiajia's face gradually turned red.

Finally, it was Xiao Yinuo who moved the teahouse up, and he was also reluctant to let Gu Jiajia carry the heavy objects. Seeing their understanding and understanding, Jiahuan's heart warmed up...

At this time, there was a scream from the group of villas in Jinshan Fudi, Jingjing pulled up the sheet, fell out of bed screaming, and went straight into the bathroom.Quan Ziqiang was awakened by the cry, frowned and rubbed his eyes, only to feel his mind was in a daze, as if a lot of cotton wool had been stuffed in by someone, it was lumpy and soft, but he couldn't feel anything substantial.

What happened?Quan Ziqiang scratched his head, could it be that Shen An'an has been knocked down? !Why don't you feel anything at all? !

Quan Ziqiang lifted the quilt, stared at the weak Xiaoqiangqiang for a while, and finally couldn't help but cursed, "Damn!"

It seems that he has indeed fallen asleep after being so dejected and exhausted early in the morning.But Quan Ziqiang can't remember what happened yesterday anyway, he just remembers touching his hands, but there is no more to say, how did he get it done?The more I think about it, the more frustrated I feel.

Especially when he heard Shen An'an's real scream in the bathroom, he became more and more uneasy. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and an inexplicable fear enveloped him in the middle of the big bed. The clothes, as if they had gone through a fierce battle, were still reluctant, and a bully forced his way.

What is rhythm? !Quan Ziqiang doesn't believe that he will rape any woman impatiently, but no matter how he looks at it, he can't get rid of this small circle.It's over!Shen An'an is the woman that CEO Xiao Yinuo likes, if Xiao Yinuo finds out, it will be difficult for him to protect himself.

No, she was the one who asked me to come yesterday, she was the one who seduced me, I am innocent!Thinking about it, Quan Ziqiang felt more at ease. At this moment, another scream came from the bathroom, which immediately shattered his somewhat stable heart.

What if she bites me back? !Quan Ziqiang felt that he couldn't wash himself off even if he jumped into the Yellow River this time, and this was the river he dreamed of and tried to jump into.

It's over, it's over, it's dead this time!Quan Ziqiang hurriedly picked up the clothes from the ground. A corner of the shirt pocket was scratched, and the button in the middle of the trousers was also missing. Where are the shoes?Where are the shoes?Quan Ziqiang wandered around the room twice before realizing that he took off his shoes when he entered the door, but his slippers turned over and fell on the stairs outside the door.

Quan Ziqiang pulled up his trousers, hopped to put on his slippers, and found a sock from under the bed. He was lucky that the other one was still on his foot. When he looked up, he saw a man and a woman walking down the stairs. come up.

Quan Ziqiang was taken aback, and stayed for a while maintaining the golden rooster's independent posture, then hurriedly put down his half-worn socks, and stood up straight: "It's none of my business!"

He opened his eyes wide, and said for no reason that he wanted to clear himself up, but he didn't know that this sentence offended the middle-aged man, and a powerful fist fell on Quan Ziqiang's face in an instant.

"what--"

Quan Ziqiang yelled and fell to the ground. He didn't cover his face, but endured the pain and pulled the Armani suit next to him, looking for an opportunity to slip away.

The man stepped forward quickly, grabbed his shirt collar, and Quan Ziqiang was lifted straight up like a little rabbit sold on the street.

"It's really none of my business. I don't know what happened. Your daughter asked me to come here. I didn't think of it..." Before Quan Ziqiang finished speaking, the shirt let out a "hiss" under the weight. After falling down, Quan Ziqiang squatted hard, and the shirt was finally torn. He took the opportunity to jump forward and run first!

"My daughter wants to run away after sleeping, how can it be so easy." The woman yelled and waved the business card in her hand: "Your name is Quan Ziqiang, right?! Work in Xiaoen Industrial!"

This sentence is as effective as the magic spell taught by Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva to Tang Sanzang, instantly and completely surrendering Quan Ziqiang.

All thoughts were lost, and he sat on the floor limply, as if he saw a map full of plots and desires hovering above his head and falling down.

Si Boning monitored everything that happened on the screen, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"These two actors are really good in the play, they act too much alike." Yuanyuan muttered with a cigarette in her mouth.

Katie frowned, and said worriedly: "Where did you find this person? Can you rely on him?"

Yuanyuan avoided her questioning eyes: "That's right, at the gate of the film studio, there are too many extras, they take money to do things and leave after the performance, there is no nonsense, it is reliable." After finishing speaking, she put her hand in her pocket , crushing the note with Feng Tianming's phone number written on it.

How could extras have such good acting skills? Both of them were put on makeup by students from the regular acting academy.Yuanyuan secretly glanced at Katie, feeling complacent.How could Katie know that these two were professional actors that Yuanyuan secretly called Director Feng Tianming in the name of Jingjing the day before.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a show, and there is no need for them to show up again in the future." Si Boning said coldly, this matter must be resolved quickly, no matter what happens to Mo Shasha, the only way to save her is to get the money first , save yourself.

At this time, Mo Shasha had been wandering the streets of Macau all night, and the slightly cold morning wind was mixed with a faint salty smell, blowing on her body and shivering involuntarily.

For the first time she felt hopeless, deep, helpless despair.She couldn't adapt but couldn't not adapt, she was homeless and had nowhere to go, but her destination was clear but she didn't know where it was.

She wished she could shout in the street and call out the Sanquanhui, but that mysterious gang was not her pet, and would come whenever she called, but she wasn't even worthy of being a pet to him.

It stands to reason that Wang Jiashan, the head of the Third Plenary Session, should have known of her whereabouts the moment she set foot in Macau, but he has not contacted her until now, and even after such a catastrophe, there is still no news , Mo Shasha couldn't help suspecting that her previous experience was just the prelude to revenge at the Third Plenum.

It shouldn't be like this, how did it become like this? !Mo Shasha was in so much pain that she couldn't help hesitating. The Wang Jiashan in her impression of being honest and generous and repaying her kindness couldn't be a person who would be ungrateful for profit, let alone use such indecent means to deal with her former life-saver. benefactor.

There must be a misunderstanding.When Mo Shasha finally realized this clearly, the dawn was breaking through the clouds, and a warm beam of light was slowly moving to bring the light to her side. <i help you? "

A standard London accent came from Mo Shasha's ears. The voice was soft and familiar, and the tone penetrated very penetratingly, evoking warm memories deep in her heart.

Mo Shasha raised her head slowly, and it was indeed that long-lost face. Her eye sockets became moist instantly, she bit her lip and could not make any sound.

It's you, it's really you!It turned out to be you!Mo Shasha shouted joyfully in her heart, and the tears danced on her cheeks like a cheerleader cheering for the glory of dawn.

Robert stretched out his hand, took Mo Shasha's cold hand, and helped her up from the stone floor.

One thought of heaven and one year of hell, Mo Shasha was finally freed from hell by this powerful arm, and returned to the warm and beautiful heaven.That is Robert's chest, always a windless harbor, always waiting for her return.

Mo Shasha curled up in it like a wronged child, crying safely and peacefully, turning all the pain into tears, driving them away from her body.

"Let's go, go back to the hotel first." Robert said softly, every word lingering in Mo Shasha's ears like a butterfly.

He is distressed.Mo Shasha knew that Robert didn't ask anything, and couldn't bear to touch those eroded scars. She knew that Robert only hoped to melt those pains silently with warmth, leaving only happiness and innocence.She knew Robert's love was so deep, she knew it all!

Back at the hotel, Mo Shasha stood under the shower and washed her body thoroughly over and over again. She rubbed every part vigorously without sparing any corners. Her skin became red, and the pores were overwhelmed, forming a Bloodshot.Like the withered red veins of autumn leaves, it is gorgeous and heralds withering.

After an unknown amount of time, Robert didn't urge him, but silently put a set of pure white evening dress on the big bed in the suite. Mo Shasha walked out of the bathroom, looked at the snow-white dress, and couldn't help being stunned.

He still remembers it!This unique floor-length evening dress with double slanted collar and flat shoulders was designed by Mo Shasha herself. It was not long before she arrived in Sherlock Castle, and she was happy and carefree every day like a princess living in a fairy tale.

She once held a sketch of her own design and held it in front of Robert, with a smug smile on her face: "I will become a fashion designer in the future and wear the clothes I designed every day."

Mo Shasha leaned over the bed, gently stroking the soft fabric of the evening dress, her heart throbbing with grief and tears.Robert still remembered, and even turned her ideal into reality.