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243 Please let go of me
secretary zhou’s whole body trembled, and his legs went soft. he almost fell on the floor full of glass shards.
He clutched his thumping heart. Oh my god, oh my god, Yingluo finally heard me. Although his voice was very weak, he finally heard Yingluo.
Mr. Liancheng is fine, but miss Shi Rong is not.
Secretary Zhou turned around in a panic and was about to climb down the ladder. Just as he stepped on the ladder, he heard Rong Yan’s voice suddenly rise.”liancheng yazhi, you f * cking bastard!”
after this shout, rong yan’s voice stopped abruptly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter Secretary Zhou heard that, he stood on the ladder and almost fell down. The people below exclaimed and quickly went up to hold the ladder.
After shaking a few times, Secretary Zhou finally stood up. He didn’t dare to listen anymore and hurriedly climbed down.
Secretary Zhou thought to himself, miss Rong, it’s not that I don’t want to save you, but I really admire you for scolding young master ya. However, Yingluo, I’ll mourn for you. Good luck.
However, just as he went down two floors, he heard Rong Yan’s voice again. It was completely different from the scolding just now. She was like a little girl who had been wronged and begging for mercy. Mr. Liancheng, please, young master ya. Please, I beg you to have mercy.
secretary zhou shivered violently. only miss rong’s thick skin could change her face so quickly. he was flustered and finally managed to get downstairs.
A group of people surrounded him and the Butler asked anxiously, ” “how is it, how is it?”
secretary zhou wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, ” it’s fine. young master ya is very well. you can go now. get up early tomorrow and listen to my instructions. ”
The Butler’s legs gave way and he fell backward. The two maids behind him quickly supported him.
“This is good, Yingluo, this is good. My old life is finally safe,” he said weakly.
The group of people dispersed. At this time, Secretary Zhou naturally could not leave. Before he left, he glanced at Liancheng Yazhi’s room on the second floor. He trembled violently and ran away with his arms crossed.
Miss Rong, if you really unfortunately die today, on this day next year, I will definitely put a bouquet of flowers on your grave.
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The people downstairs had dispersed, but the matter upstairs was not over.
When it was almost dawn, Liancheng Yazhi, that bastard, actually fell asleep in the bathtub. Rong Yan was lying on his chest, and his iron arms were tightly wrapped around her waist and back, almost breaking her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter that, Rong Yan really admired herself for still being alive. However, she was very tired and sleepy, and her whole body ached so much that she wanted to die. She wanted to sleep, she wanted to sleep to death.
But,
Cold, it was too cold, so cold that she couldn’t sleep.
After the intense sweating exercise, her body temperature gradually dropped. She was soaked in the cold water again. It would be fine if it was summer, but damn it, it was the dead of winter.
Rong Yan looked at the roof, wanting to cry but no tears came out.’Damn it, if this goes on, I won’t just be sick tomorrow. When you wake up, you’ll be holding a frozen corpse.’
Bastard!
She looked at Liancheng Yazhi with fire in her eyes. She wanted to bite this bastard to death, but he could still fall asleep.
Rong Yan thought to herself,’you want to die, but I don’t. Please let go of me and let me climb out by myself.’
However, Rong Yan’s prayer did not work at all. Liancheng Yazhi’s hand around her waist was about to break her small waist. Every time she moved a little, his strength would increase.