"Pretend, pretend it for me." The man kissed her face regardless, "It smells so good. I'm quite satisfied with the goods delivered to my door this time. I have a good figure and a pretty face. Be good and let me pamper you." I promise to make you so happy that you cry later.”
"Go away."
Qin Zheng was so smelly that she wanted to vomit, so she kicked him hard in the lower body.
The man howled in pain and slapped Qin Zheng hard.
Qin Zheng was already drunk, so he slapped her, and she was knocked unconscious quickly.
The man took advantage of her unconsciousness and quickly tore off her dress.
Qin Zheng looked at him blankly, with pain and despair on his face.
Why, why is it always her who encounters this kind of thing?
Why would God torture her like this every time she saw a little bit of happiness?
A wave of unwillingness and anger rushed into his brain.
Not knowing where the strength came from, Qin Zheng suddenly reached out and grabbed an ashtray on the bedside table, and hit the opponent's head hard.
She hates it, she hates it so much.
One stroke is not enough, two strokes.
When the other party completely lost consciousness and his head was covered with blood, Qin Zheng was so frightened that he fell on the bed, trembling all over.
It's over, it's over, has she killed someone?
What should she do.
Qin Zheng's mind went blank.
"Ding dong", "ding dong".
The doorbell suddenly rang outside.
Qin Zheng was trembling all over. She finally found a bathrobe in the cabinet and put it on before she mustered up the courage to walk to the door.
At this moment, she was almost completely awake. Qin Zheng even began to suspect that all this was planned by someone. Otherwise, it would not be such a coincidence. Maybe someone outside was preparing to catch someone, and she did not dare to say anything.
"Lingzheng, open the door."
Until a man's deep voice came from outside.
Hearing this voice, Qin Zheng's hanging heart dropped heavily.
After hesitating for a while, Qin Zheng opened the door.
Lu Chongli leaned against the threshold, and the light from the corridor fell on his handsome, flushed face.
"Ling Zheng..." Lu Chongli just drank another bottle of red wine in the room. After the wine got stronger, he couldn't hold back and came over impulsively.
He was initially angry, but when his eyes fell on her red and swollen face, his pupils suddenly sank, "What's wrong with your face? Who hit you?"
Qin Zheng's eyes flickered in panic, and her body couldn't help but tremble.
Lu Chongli knew her so well that he immediately walked in and quickly closed the door.
Facing him, Qin Zheng subconsciously blushed, and her body began to tremble in confusion, "I...I didn't mean it. I just fell asleep and a man suddenly pressed on me." , and forced me and beat me. I remembered the time when I was drugged and bullied before, so I couldn’t control myself and hit him several times with an ashtray..."
When she explained what happened, Lu Chongli had already seen a man lying on the bed in the bedroom. The white quilt was stained red with blood, and he didn't know if he was still alive.
