Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Xiao Ling held her hand like an iron wall, no matter how hard Bai Zhen struggled, she couldn't break free.

Fortunately, her voice was not too loud, and the other people at the wine table were drinking relatively well, and they didn't attract much attention when they walked out of the hotel.

Xiao Ling didn't drive, so he had to take Bai Zhen to the side of the road, ready to take a taxi back to the hotel.

The city center is different from the suburbs. In less than two minutes, Xiao Ling called for a car.

But the door opened, but an alcoholic didn't go in.

"What are you doing? Don't do anything with this deity! The last person this deity doesn't want to see is you! Go! Stay away from me! Next time, hiccup, be careful next time this deity beats you up!"

Xiao Ling saw her swaying, as if she was about to fall to the ground at any moment, and reached out to support her.

But she knocked her hand off with a bang.

Someone's mouth also plausibly said: "Oh, the deity's words are counted, if you touch it, I'll hit you - huh huh huh!"

Before Bai Zhen finished speaking, she felt her feet light up, and the scene in front of her changed.

When Wei Wei came back to her senses, she found that she had been picked up by someone and stuffed into the car.

At this time, the IQ of the drunken fox demon is naturally offline.

She patted the car window and muttered, "You little bastard, let the deity go out! When the deity recovers his mana, it will burn your hair down!"

But she forgot that she was riding in a Hyundai car, and that she could open the door just by gently pulling the handle...

Xiao Ling got into the car from the other side, reported the hotel's address to the driver, pinched his brows, looked at Bai Zhen and sighed.

Bai Zhen shrank back, pressed her back to the car door, distanced herself from him, and kept looking at him with vigilant little eyes, as if he was some kind of bad guy and had something to do with her.

Xiao Ling stretched out his hand towards her and said with a good temper, "Don't be afraid, come here."

The girl shook her head into a rattle, her face full of rejection.

The driver surreptitiously watched from the rearview mirror.

Although the young man looked at the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he wore a mask in the middle of the night, and was accompanied by a drunk girl. Coupled with the fact that other girls have rejections written all over their faces...

It's hard not to associate people with the perverts that are often reported in the news...

As the car drove out of the city, there were fewer and fewer vehicles coming and going.

Suddenly.

There was a harsh screeching sound of braking.

The two people sitting in the back row slammed forward.

Xiao Ling pulled Bai Zhen into his arms and raised his hand to protect her head, but because of the impact, the front seat gave her a hard slap on her back.

Xiao Ling frowned slightly in pain, but didn't say a word.

The driver got out of the car quickly, opened the rear door, pulled Xiao Ling's back collar, and pulled out.

"Come down for me! Come down! Good young people are good looking. If you don't study hard, how can you clean up this kind of unconscionable thing? Hurry up! Come down for me!"

Xiao Ling turned back, a handsome face showing confusion.

This... what's the situation? Robbery?

While scolding Xiao Ling, the driver said to Bai Zhen in a soft tone, "Girl, don't be afraid, I'll teach this kid a good lesson for you! You sober up there, and we'll take him to the police station later!"

Bai Zhen: ...where does this come from? So sleepy, forget it, let's go to sleep.

So she nodded to the driver, leaning back in the seat and closing her eyes.

And Xiao Ling didn't realize until he heard the word 'police station' that the uncle driver seemed to be treating him as a trafficker of young girls, and wanted to be brave...