cuddling in his arms

Chapter 22
Leaning in front of the private room of VIP05 is a man with long hair tied into a ponytail on the back of his head and a big earring on his left ear. His skin is brown and healthy, and his small eyes are slightly squinted. He got up, keeping his eyes fixed on Luo Li.

"Psychopathy." An Zihan swallowed his saliva and said in disgust.

Then he pulled Luo Li and left, but just two steps away, the man blocked the way, the man calmly said: "You can go, she stays."

The finger seemed to be pointing at Luo Li.

"I, I, I won't stay." Luo Li stammered as he hid himself behind An Zihan's back.

"Do you think I can let you go?" The man snorted evilly, and then stretched out his hand to pull Luoli.

"Ahhh, help, help..." Luo Li didn't care about 21, he waved his arms wildly, shouting loudly while beating.

An Ziqing's private room VIP02 was only two rooms away from this private room. He was about to come out to smoke a cigarette when he saw his younger sister and another woman being stopped by a dubious man.

His eyes turned cold, and his swirl-deep eyes were like a bottomless abyss, and he could not see the bottom. He walked towards VIP05 private room.

At that time, the man was pulling Luo Li's hair with his hand, and slowly pulling her into the private room. Suddenly, he felt a chill all over his body, and when he raised his eyes, he saw An Ziqing with a cold face.

The collar of his dark brown shirt was slightly open, the sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, and he was holding a lighter in his hand, playing with it casually, only hearing the clicking sound, despite the noise on the dance floor in front, the sound sounded like a That makes one's hair tingle.

"Let go of her." Both the voice and the tone were so casual, even with a smile, he said lightly and slowly.

The man seemed to hear Yama's voice, his voice was a little trembling, but he forced himself to ask calmly: "Who are you? You, stop meddling in your own business."

An Ziqing laughed out loud, and then only heard a click, no one saw how he made the move, and saw the man's hand hanging down, which was obviously broken. After a pause, he heard the man's howling. Called, before entering the private room, he said a harsh word: "If you have the guts, don't leave."

An Ziqing still looked at An Zihan with a cold face.

"Brother." An Zihan looked down at his toes, like a child who did something wrong, waiting for the teacher's criticism.

"It's better to run away from home." An Ziqing said coldly.

"Why did I go wrong? Today was purely an accident." An Zihan softly defended.

An Ziqing snorted coldly, ignored them, and walked towards her private room on her own.

"Hey, that, do you still remember me?" Luo Li asked in a soft voice as he trotted up to An Ziqing's footsteps with the courage he didn't know where he came from.

"I don't remember." An Ziqing said truthfully.

"Then let me introduce myself again, my name is Luo Li, how about you?" Luo Li asked with bright eyes, full of hope.

"No need." An Ziqing said coldly.

Luo Li lowered his head and bit his lips and stopped talking, just followed An Ziqing and walked straight forward, when suddenly he stopped, Luo Li's expression of disbelief, joy and surprise gathered together, but An Ziqing still didn't look at her, Going straight to An Zihan's side, he said solemnly, "No. 15 next month is my wedding. As my younger sister, I hope you can come to attend."

(End of this chapter)