Perfect Feast

Chapter 39. Someone Jumped

"You have no choice now, Ms. Xia, if you want to protect your father from dying in prison, you have to listen to me, or else ... Do you understand?" The white-faced wolf slowly took two steps forward, Continue to keep the distance from Xia Lan.

Xia Lan stared blankly at the white-faced wolf in front of her eyes, as if staring at a void. There was no focus in her eyes and she was restless.

Surrendering is an expression of commitment to this despicable man. And resistance may be exchanged for his father to prison ...

Surrender and resistance, no matter which option, the results made her unbearable.

God, what should I do?

The white-faced wolf clearly saw the hesitation in Xia Lan's heart. He took another step forward, and his body was close to Xia Lan's eyes. At this time, he could hold Xia Lan in his arms as soon as he raised his hand.

However, the white-faced wolf didn't do this. He wanted her to obey her obediently and obey her orders from now on, not just to be a temporary desire.

To achieve this, he would psychologically destroy this extremely beautiful girl.

He just stood in front of Xia Lan, lowered his voice and continued, "You can rest assured, as long as you listen to me honestly, not only my brother's medical expenses are free, I will let Xu Mingjiang release your father ... ... "

Seeing Xia Lan still hesitating, the white-faced wolf did not panic and added another chip.

"... Really? ..." After asking this sentence unconsciously in her mouth, Xia Lan's face flushed, and she naturally understood the meaning of the man's words, so she quickly shook her head and said, "No ... you OK, you'll die like this. I will die and won't let you succeed ... "

As she spoke, she stepped back two more steps, and her back was suddenly stopped by the protruding window sill. Xia Lan gave a terrified sound, and turned around, and found that she was close to the window, and could not help but reached out, trying to open the closed window lattice.

"Little sister ... you are still very young, and the good days are long, don't you just want to jump out of the window? As long as you listen to me obediently, I will keep it secret for you. Besides, this kind of thing only requires you I won't say, no one else will know ... "The white-faced wolf gently put Xia Lan's shoulder on one hand, persuading gently.

But he did not stop Xia Lan from opening the window. This is the ninth floor. He did not believe that Xia Lan dared to jump down.

There have been more little girls who have played by themselves, and some of them have reacted more strongly than Xia Lan now. But after they were really put on by men, even if they wanted them to die, those girls did not have the courage to die.

Difficulty is difficult for the first time, and after experiencing it, they will feel that it is just the same thing.

Otherwise, how can there be some girls who have been played by themselves, after getting tired of themselves, give them to their younger brothers, or simply send them to the bath center to do business, and they are all done well. Few people really With that courage to die.

"You ... you get away ..." Xia Lan looked pale and looked downstairs, her body shaking more and more.

So high? What does it look like if you really jump from above?

"Hehe? How? Are you afraid?" Instead of rolling away, the white-faced wolf stretched out a hand, holding Xia Lan's white jaw very gently, turning it slowly, exposing a beautifully curved neck.

Xia Lan's beautiful expression was mixed with angry expression, not only did not let the white-faced wolf flinch, but let him wave in his heart.

"If you really want to jump from here, I promise I won't stop you ... oh, it's just a pity, such a beautiful little face, a whining ... will become ..." The white-faced wolf smiled , And put together his body forward.

It's hot! Feeling the strong masculinity of the white-faced wolf, Xia Lan only felt that the heat in the lower abdomen became more and more addictive. Her little face was red, and she turned her head slightly.

"Trust me, I will be very gentle ..." The white-faced wolf's hand pinched her white chin again, and let her face turn to face her.

"No ... no ..." Xia Lan's current was arching and arching, and the flax almost couldn't stand. But I still think that this person is a big bad guy, a stinky hooligan, not the one I want ...

But is Liu Yang the person he wants? How did he answer himself when he called him with hope?

Had it not been for his ruthlessness, he would not have invited Xu Mingjiang to come here for dinner, or even be bullied by this bad guy. She was forced to raise her head, closed her eyes tightly, bit her lower lip, and whispered, "You ... you are not good ..."

"Hehe ... Of course, men are not bad, women don't love me! I'm naturally not a good thing! But ... there is a good thing here, you must have liked it when you saw it ..." The white-faced wolf face appeared With a smug smile, she buried her head in Xia Lan's ears and took a deep breath, a faint fragrance of women came to her face.

He couldn't help but intoxicate: "It's fragrant ... Touch it, the good thing on your brother is paying tribute to you ..." While speaking, the white-faced wolf took another half step forward, and stuck his long, tall tent to it. Charan's belly.

"Ah ..." She was so humiliated that she couldn't accept it at all. Xia Lan's embarrassed little face flushed, and she stepped back. Unfortunately, her back bumped into the back window sill, and she couldn't retreat.

"Hey ... how about? Hot enough, big enough?" Laughing, the white-faced wolf continued to lean forward, squeezing Xia Lan tightly against the window, unable to move, and bowed her head to sniff her. A touch of aroma.

The breath exhaled by the man was so hot that Xia Lan's mind was trembling for a while, and her body continued to tremble continuously. She reluctantly raised a pair of small hands, pushing the man's chest slightly forward, and her eyes were a little scattered and she wanted to close tightly. She really wanted to give up the resistance and let the man do whatever she wanted on her body.

However, the virgin's shame and restraint made her feel that she could not destroy her innocence in the hands of such a man: "Stop ... you ... you can come here ..."

While talking, Xia Lan strove again and again to cross her body, breathing in the fresh air blowing from the window.

"Hey, I didn't come here ..." The white-faced wolf grinned slightly, squatting down the waist on the top, and then slammed forward. The hard top was trapped between Xia Lan's legs. It's crazy.

Fuck, this girl is really superb. If she let go of her like this, she would be thundered.

"Ah ..." Just when she was panicking, suddenly her chest sank, and a hand circled from behind her, touching the mountain peak on her chest. Xia Lan looked down, and Qingli's face was suddenly flushed, and her ears were ashamed.

She just screamed, but the other hand of the white-faced wolf reached over and touched the belt around her waist.

"No ..." Xia Lan leaned back, one hand rested on the window sill, and the other hand firmly grasped the white-faced wolf's hand and pushed it out. However, the soft part of her chest was continuously manipulated by the man across the clothes, making her whole body hot and her arms weak and weak.

"Fuck ... I don't want to be obedient until now?" The white-faced wolf was surprised by Xia Lan's insistence, and said that the bottle of fly water would not be fake by his mother?

As he scolded, the hand he pinched on Xia Lan's peak pressed down more and more against her raised chest, rubbing it down hard, squashing her soft chest into it.

Scolded by him, Xia Lan's consciousness suddenly became awake, and suddenly made her understand her situation. The man behind is a hooligan, a big asshole, how can he ...

"Let me go ... help ... help ..." Xia Lan twisted her body and struggled, opened her mouth and shouted downstairs ...

At this time, Liu Yang happened to be arguing with the lobby manager and two security guards in the VIP building downstairs.

Just now the two security guards saw that things were not good, and one ran in and called out the lobby manager. But the lobby manager didn't just promise to pay him a car?

He just said, "Sir, do you remember exactly where you are?"

Liu Yang didn't agree: "What did you say? I obviously put my car here, now it is gone. Instead of helping me find it, you shirk your responsibility and say that I haven't put it here at all. Do I still Will it depend on you? "

When a security guard saw that the manager also agreed with himself, he was a little bit daring, and said indifferently, "That's not accurate, know who you are?"

Just then, an anxious, grieving, and stern voice floated upstairs: "Let me go ... help ..."

Liu Yang stood in the parking lot, just looking at the window facing Xia Lan's head. As soon as he looked up, he just saw Xia Lan shaking her long hair and calling for help with one hand open.

Because Xia Lan's position is on the ninth floor, plus her long hair flying, covering half of her face, Liu Yang can't see her face below.

However, although it was not clear who the person standing at the window was, Liu Yang felt a little familiar with the voice of the woman calling for help.

"Ah? Someone jumped ..." Liu Yang yelled, and had no time to think about it, and ran to the hotel.

The three people who had stood opposite him had heard the sound and looked up, and all of them were iron-faced, chasing Liu Yang's buttocks and running inside.

If someone jumps from above, it will definitely affect the hotel's reputation. Affecting the hotel's reputation, that is, affecting its own income.

No matter it is the lobby manager or the security guard, no one can not help but care about their wallets. Therefore, these three people ran without foot. Liu Yang only arrived at the elevator, and the three people behind had already entered the lobby.

"Hurry up ... notify the duty staff on each floor that someone jumped on it ..." Fortunately, the lobby manager had not been confused, and he shouted at the front desk as soon as he entered the lobby.

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