Very Romantic: The Vampire's Runaway Bride

Chapter 376 Mysterious Identity 3
Shocked by the coldness in his eyes, the three men kept saying sorry, compared to the fear of the three men, Gong Qihao was obviously cloudy, calm and breezy.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, big brother, please spare me." The three men said repeatedly.

"Not to me." Gong Qihao reminded.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The three men turned to Shen Yiyi again and said in unison.

"Get out..." Gong Qihao yelled coldly, the three men ran back towards the way they came from as if they had received an amnesty order, Gong Qihao looked at the woman who was still in shock, and didn't know what to say it is good.

"Where do you live, I'll see you off." The strong voice didn't give her any room to resist.

"I..." Shen Yiyi finally recovered from the shock just now, what happened this day was really too adventurous, which made her feel very scared and unreal.

"Where do you live?" There was a hint of impatience in Gong Qihao's voice.

"do not know."

Hearing her answer, Gong Qihao's face was full of black lines. Some people don't know where he lives. After hearing this answer, he really didn't know whether he should cry or laugh. With Shen Yiyi's dumb expression, Gong Qihao suddenly couldn't What hope.

"Why did you come to City C?" Gong Qihao asked knowingly.

Numb, still numb, didn't make a sound for a long time.

"Stay in a hotel, how about it?" Gong Qihao suggested when he saw the express hotel by the side of the road. He didn't expect to get her response at all, so he walked straight forward and took a few steps, but he didn't hear the footsteps behind him. Voice.

Gong Qihao turned his head, grabbed her wrist, pulled her to his side, crossed the road, and did not let her go until he walked into the hotel lobby.

She has gone through too much this day, and Gong Qihao doesn't want to say anything more. As for her identity, it's better to talk to her slowly and push her into the hotel room. Gong Qihao is considerate Close the door for her.

Shen Yiyi walked into the room numbly, sat down on the sofa numbly, and the small silver gun in the coat pocket lay there quietly, without disappearing at all, telling her that all this is true, it must be true of.

Gong Qihao's room was next to hers, he sat there quietly, poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and suddenly felt a little worried about that woman with a blank expression.

Gently knocked on the door, but there was no echo from inside.

(End of this chapter)