My world is all you
Chapter 578 Talking Hearts
Chapter 578 Heart-to-heart talk (7)
He walked very slowly and seemed very leisurely.
However, in Jinghaohao's eyes, this kind of leisure looks more like Lingchi.
Mr. Suzuki finally stood in front of the sofa, looked down at the scene for a while, then slowly leaned over, pressed the cigar in his hand directly into the ashtray, and twisted it slowly twice. It's like a long slow motion in a movie.
When Mr. Suzuki left the ashtray, he picked up the glass of drugged wine, walked slowly, walked to Jing Haohao's side, and slowly lowered himself down.
Jing Haohao subconsciously sank into the sofa. The calmness and composure she had maintained all along was slightly broken at this moment. Her heart was beating extremely fast, as if it might jump out of her heart at any time. Her whole body was full of fear.
Looking at Mr. Suzuki's face, getting closer and closer to his own, Jing Haoxin, who was exhausted from struggling, was a little scared, and began to struggle desperately again.
The driver controlled her strength, getting heavier and heavier.
A wave of despair rose from the bottom of Jinghao's heart, and her lips trembled slightly because of fear.
Seeing her nervous expression, Mr. Suzuki's eyes became more excited. He sat beside Jing Hao, shook the wine in his hand, then raised his hand, and slowly touched Jing Hao's shoulder.
His strength was very small, but with an indescribable fear, he slowly moved along Jinghao's shoulders to her collarbone bit by bit.
The singer on the stage, as if she didn't see this scene at all, sang one song after another vividly.
Those people at the gaming table may have finished a round of gambling, and the winner said something in Japanese, sounding very excited.
Jing Hao was trembling with fear.
Mr. Suzuki's fingers finally landed on her neck. His slightly cool fingertips slowly squirmed along the main artery of her throat, as if his hand might turn into a sharp weapon at any time, cutting directly Her throat, let her die instantly.
Jinghao held his breath, he didn't even dare to swallow his saliva, he could only let Mr. Suzuki move his hand up slowly, resting on her small and pretty chin, then opened his hand, pinched her chin, and forced She avoided her mouth abruptly, and handed the wine glass to Jing Haohao's lips.
Mr. Suzuki deliberately raised the wine glass, and a thin stream of alcohol flowed out of it. Jinghao shook his head desperately to prevent the medicinal alcohol from falling into his mouth.
The mellow wine spilled on her face and hair, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.
Mr. Suzuki seemed to be deliberately torturing Jinghao, and he didn't show any anger because of her dodge. At the end, when there was a small amount of wine left in the glass, he stopped, raised his hand, and slowly dialed Kai Jing Hao's long hair was covered with alcohol and sticking to her cheeks, revealing her delicate and delicate face. In front of her, she swallowed the alcohol in the cup into her own mouth, then bent down, and took a good look at Jing Hao. stick it on your lips.
Jing Haohao's chin was tightly pinched by Mr. Suzuki, and she couldn't close her mouth at all. She clearly saw that Mr. Suzuki's lips were about to stick to her own.
Now she was driven into a desperate situation.
Fear was like a storm that filled the sky and swept over her in an instant.
She doesn't want to be drugged, bullied, or...
Many, many don't want to.
However, she couldn't stop it from happening.
(End of this chapter)
He walked very slowly and seemed very leisurely.
However, in Jinghaohao's eyes, this kind of leisure looks more like Lingchi.
Mr. Suzuki finally stood in front of the sofa, looked down at the scene for a while, then slowly leaned over, pressed the cigar in his hand directly into the ashtray, and twisted it slowly twice. It's like a long slow motion in a movie.
When Mr. Suzuki left the ashtray, he picked up the glass of drugged wine, walked slowly, walked to Jing Haohao's side, and slowly lowered himself down.
Jing Haohao subconsciously sank into the sofa. The calmness and composure she had maintained all along was slightly broken at this moment. Her heart was beating extremely fast, as if it might jump out of her heart at any time. Her whole body was full of fear.
Looking at Mr. Suzuki's face, getting closer and closer to his own, Jing Haoxin, who was exhausted from struggling, was a little scared, and began to struggle desperately again.
The driver controlled her strength, getting heavier and heavier.
A wave of despair rose from the bottom of Jinghao's heart, and her lips trembled slightly because of fear.
Seeing her nervous expression, Mr. Suzuki's eyes became more excited. He sat beside Jing Hao, shook the wine in his hand, then raised his hand, and slowly touched Jing Hao's shoulder.
His strength was very small, but with an indescribable fear, he slowly moved along Jinghao's shoulders to her collarbone bit by bit.
The singer on the stage, as if she didn't see this scene at all, sang one song after another vividly.
Those people at the gaming table may have finished a round of gambling, and the winner said something in Japanese, sounding very excited.
Jing Hao was trembling with fear.
Mr. Suzuki's fingers finally landed on her neck. His slightly cool fingertips slowly squirmed along the main artery of her throat, as if his hand might turn into a sharp weapon at any time, cutting directly Her throat, let her die instantly.
Jinghao held his breath, he didn't even dare to swallow his saliva, he could only let Mr. Suzuki move his hand up slowly, resting on her small and pretty chin, then opened his hand, pinched her chin, and forced She avoided her mouth abruptly, and handed the wine glass to Jing Haohao's lips.
Mr. Suzuki deliberately raised the wine glass, and a thin stream of alcohol flowed out of it. Jinghao shook his head desperately to prevent the medicinal alcohol from falling into his mouth.
The mellow wine spilled on her face and hair, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.
Mr. Suzuki seemed to be deliberately torturing Jinghao, and he didn't show any anger because of her dodge. At the end, when there was a small amount of wine left in the glass, he stopped, raised his hand, and slowly dialed Kai Jing Hao's long hair was covered with alcohol and sticking to her cheeks, revealing her delicate and delicate face. In front of her, she swallowed the alcohol in the cup into her own mouth, then bent down, and took a good look at Jing Hao. stick it on your lips.
Jing Haohao's chin was tightly pinched by Mr. Suzuki, and she couldn't close her mouth at all. She clearly saw that Mr. Suzuki's lips were about to stick to her own.
Now she was driven into a desperate situation.
Fear was like a storm that filled the sky and swept over her in an instant.
She doesn't want to be drugged, bullied, or...
Many, many don't want to.
However, she couldn't stop it from happening.
(End of this chapter)
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