Several of his subordinates ran to Yi Zhiqiao's side panting, reporting that no one was found.
Yi Zhiqiao frowned and glanced around, feeling restless, "Look again."
"Okay!" Several people ran away.
Yi Zhiqiao stood with his back against the wall, smoking quietly, the man's face was covered by the thick smoke.
There are some blood-red lines in his eyes, and he looks a little haggard and irritable.
After a while, San'er rushed over, "Young Master Yi, I lost you! I don't know where she hid."
Yi Zhiqiao's feet were full of cigarette butts. He stamped out a sparkling cigarette with one foot, and the sole of his shoe drew a black mark on the ground.
"Lost it?" The man looked up at the sky.
The sun shone into his eyes, reflecting a glimmer of indifference and cruelty.
"Yes, this girl is too cunning, I don't know where to hideAh!"
San'er was kicked to the ground, he clutched his stomach and took a step back enduring the pain, and said submissively, "I'll look for it again."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and ran to other alleys with an awkward posture.
After finally running away from Yi Zhiqiao's line of sight, San'er lifted up her clothes and took a look.
"Damn it, the kicks are so ruthless, I kicked my stomach green." San'er spat, licking the tip of his teeth and said bitterly.
An hour later, they still hadn't found anyone.
Yi Zhiqiao kicked everyone and left with a sullen face.
Everyone followed back to the company one after another. San'er reasoned that he had just been injured, so he took a leave of absence and went home to rest.
Jiang Tong lay on the cold floor and did not sleep well, and the sound of opening the door easily woke her up.
When she saw San'er who walked in, she seemed to see the savior.
"Wooooow." Jiang Tong yelled a few times.
"Don't worry, I'm back." San'er looked at her pleading eyes, reached out and took off the towel that was covering her mouth, and untied her again.
"Brother San'er, why did it take you so long to come back, my body is numb." Jiang Tong's eyes were full of tears, and his watery eyes were full of affection.
"Go to bed and have a rest." San'er put his arms around her waist and helped her onto the bed, sliding his big palms on her body.
Thirsty and hungry, Jiang Tong licked his parched lips, "Brother San'er, can I drink some water and eat something. I'm almost out of strength."
"Wait!" San'er was in a good mood, seeing that she was well-behaved and responsive to requests.
San'er poured water for her, and went to the refrigerator to get two steamed buns.
A trace of disgust flashed in Jiang Tong's eyes, and his stomach made a "gurgling" sound.
She reached out to take the steamed buns and water, and drank water while gnawing on the hard and cold steamed buns.
The steamed buns were a bit dry and hard, which made her cough a few times.
She drank a few sips of water, and the feeling of long drought finally subsided.
San'er patiently waited for her to finish drinking, then put the cup on the table, and a hungry wolf pounced on her and directly pressed her to the bed.
The steamed bun slipped from Jiang Tong's hand, she froze, and said with a forced smile, "II'm not full yet."
"Wait will make you full." The man smiled/smiled.
The familiar pain struck again, Jiang Tong was pressed on the quilt that smelled of men's sweat and wailed.
She gritted her teeth and endured the dull pain, convulsing like a sow that had been slaughtered.
In order to escape for her life, she could only use her strongest endurance to cater. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com