Chapter 1773 Rose Manor (62)

"……Um?"

After being tortured for a long time, the person's cheeks were still flushed and he was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes.

Just like a cat, it hummed softly in response to him.

Mr. Qiao raised his lips slightly.

He didn't disturb her anymore, but gently touched her face and looked at her tenderly.

He didn't say anything for a long time and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, he finally got up.

Leave without a sound.

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A bar where demons dance wildly.

The dazzling lights were colorful and flashing crazily, and the songs on the dance floor were loud and exciting.

Men and women, wearing thin clothes, flesh to flesh, drinking wine and dancing.

As if he had lost his mind, his face was full of a crazy and trembling expression.

Sweating dripping with fragrance and ketone bodies are everywhere.

Smoke filled the air, cigarettes were being smoked, and white powder was sprinkled on the ground.

There are obscene scenes everywhere and the sound is hard to hear.

Extremely dirty.

When Mr. Qiao came to this bar, his cool, warm and white face still had a gentle and polite smile.

Smiling lightly, a group of black-clothed bodyguards followed behind him.

Elegant movements and gentle manners.

It was as if flawless snowflakes had fallen in such dirty mud.

He seemed extremely out of place in such a promiscuous bar.

Don't dare to be contaminated in the slightest.

The mess in the bar was quickly cleared up by the men in black.

There was a man left, naked from the waist up, with a woman's lip marks still on his face.

A good thing was interrupted like this, but he looked like he didn't dare to be angry at all, holding his clothes and standing there.

Like a child who knew he had done something wrong, he stood awkwardly.

From time to time, he raised his head and looked at Mr. Qiao, who was slowly sitting on the stool.

Don't even dare to say a word.

Fortunately, Mr. Qiao is noble and elegant, and his temperament after marriage is even gentler, friendly, and tolerant to others.

He sat there, smiling slightly, looking at him.

The chaotic lights in the bar shone on his body, making him look as flawless as snow.

Like a god descending from the sky, his aura is harmless, gentle, and polite.

But it always makes people feel like they want to surrender.

Very strong, indescribably strong.

Qiao Zhenting didn't dare to look at him, he just kept drying his throat and felt a little stiff.

"Brother...why are you here?"

"It's the company, what happened?"

The gentle Mr. Qiao smiled slightly, his eyes were deep and deep.

"I came here specifically to find you."

Qiao Zhenting looked up at him, "...that means...what did I do wrong?"

He was always afraid of him for no reason.

Even though Mr. Qiao never did anything to him.

The noble and elegant Mr. Qiao smiled lightly but said nothing.

He only raised his hand, and his slender and warm fingers looked exceptionally white and beautiful under the dazzling light.

It is as beautiful as a work of art carefully crafted by God.

He didn't speak, but the person behind him had already made a move and pulled a woman over.

The woman had her hair disheveled and was shivering a little.

He lowered his head and held his stomach. In such an atmosphere, he couldn't even say a word.

Just like a timid mouse, he shrank without raising his head.

He seems to be mentally disturbed.

When Qiao Zhenting saw her, he was stunned on the spot.

The woman obviously didn't raise her head, but he seemed to have recognized who she was.

His expression changed, he dropped his clothes and walked over immediately.

"Meiya!"

"What's wrong with you? Meiya! Meiya, I've been looking for you!"