Chapter 133 Totorosh Bond

Judging from the surveillance, people are indeed under this level.

The hotel manager was leading the way in front, and Song Qiyan followed behind indifferently. The two stood on the burgundy carpet. The corridor was silent, and rows of wall lights emitted soft white light, but there was no shadow of Qiao Qiao everywhere.

Ahem, because the guests staying on this floor are all hotel guests, in order to protect privacy, we did not monitor the corridor.

In other words, can't be found?Song Qiyan's voice was as cold as if ice slag was falling down.

Before you came, I sent someone to search on this floor, but I really couldn't find Ms. Qiao.The hotel manager smiled awkwardly. Could it be that he went from the security passage to another floor?

Song Qiyan's eyes fell on a pot of wilted green plants. The leaves of Milan didn't look so crisp because they were a little water-deficient, but even so, they shouldn't fall all over the ground with buds.

She couldn't run far.Song Qiyan changed into a statement tone this time, and he turned his head and asked me to check in records of guests on this floor.

This... The hotel manager is in trouble. Mr. Song, the people on this level are either rich or noble. I just took them out for you to show you. I can't afford to do anything.

A female artist who just received the award at the Brilliant Gala disappeared in the hotel. Can you afford this responsibility?

The hotel manager's face was colorful. After a while, he gritted his teeth, took out his cell phone and made a brief call. Soon someone sent a folder. The hotel manager turned to a certain page and respectfully handed it to Song Qiyan.

It's all on this.

Song Qiyan took it.

He looked very carefully, gently lit the paper with his fingers, and slowly moved his eyes down. The hotel manager was right. Most of the people living on this floor were not simple, and it was completely reasonable that the hotel did not dare to install cameras randomly.

His fingertips paused slightly and stopped at a familiar name.

Liang Jize.

Song Qiyan wanted to tear the documents in front of him to pieces at that moment. He closed his eyes and many bad and dark thoughts appeared in his mind. They were usually suppressed by reason. Those thoughts were hidden deep in the subconscious, but when Song Qiyan was unstable, he would be uncontrollably exposed to the sunlight.

Why do you always run around?

Why are you always unwilling to be obedient?

Maybe... it's easier to break your legs, right?

The hotel manager looked at Song Qiyan's face in horror and changed in a volatile manner. He asked boldly: Mr. Song?How are you?

Um?Song Qiyan came back to his senses. He instantly managed his facial expressions. The rich black in his eyes receded. He touched the corner of his mouth and smiled. Is Liang Jize still in the room?

Ah, the best actor in Liang?Oh, he just left?Where are you going?

Song Qiyan stuffed the documents into the manager's arms, strode to the elevator, leaving the hotel manager standing stupidly. It took him 4 or 5 seconds to come back to his senses: Isn't this going to be the actor's interceptor?

Song Qiyan went straight to the main entrance of the hotel. He wanted to go to the parking lot to stop Liang Jize's car, but unexpectedly, the entertainment paparazzi surrounded the outside. In order to take a few photos of the party, these people blew in the cold wind all night. They suddenly saw a dress rushing out of the hotel guarding the guards. Without thinking, they came up with a spear and blocked the main entrance tightly. Song Qiyan had been enduring since he was there, and was in a bad mood and wanted to kill people, but there were cameras everywhere, so he could only turn back.

Outside the hotel, a black extended luxury sedan drove into the traffic silently.

Qiao Qiao rested her head sleepily on Liang Jize's thighs. She was covered with a man's coat, her two naked legs were exposed outside, and her toes were restlessly hooking the car seat cushion. Liang Jize did not stop and let her do whatever she wanted.

Want to sleep?

Um……

Arrived soon.

Liang Jize gently stroked Qiao Qiao's hair. The girl's hair accessories had long disappeared. Her soft brown curly hair was spread softly on his thighs, like some kind of furry animal. The man made a light voice and showed a rare soft side: Do you want to sleep for a while?I'll call you when it comes.

Qiao Qiao nodded, turned over, and fell asleep in the direction of Liang Jize.

In the drowsiness, his body seemed to become very heavy, and his consciousness kept floating up. Qiao Qiao frowned in his sleep and finally couldn't help but open his eyes.

She was shaken by the dazzling white light and quickly turned her head away. After her eyes finally adapted to the brightness, she realized that she was kneeling naked in the middle of an empty room.

His hands and feet were tightly tied by red ropes. His arms were backed behind him. Two long ropes were wrapped around his neck to his chest, and the two small breasts were tied into a plump and perky inverted cone shape. The nipples were still standing trembling in the air because of the cold, with a tender red that was too bright.

The situation of the two legs was even more miserable. The red rope split into two from the waist and eyes, folding the two legs together. Qiao Qiao's lower body was arranged into a standard M. He could only keep the upper body upright in the way of a bird sitting. If it weren't for her flexibility, the ligaments of the kung fu had already begun to hurt.

Two other red ropes tied the small flower holes, one left and one right, and the flower holes were slightly bulging. The tender flesh that was originally hidden between the legs was also broken a little, which was particularly eye-catching under the white light.

What's going on in this? AhAhAhAh!

The hangover was not very clear, and Qiao Qiao was so panicked that she had a cold sweat. After struggling desperately, she decided that she would definitely not be able to get rid of the rope by herself. Qiao Qiao calmed down a little. Although her brain still hurts after thinking about it, she still focused and recalled what the hell had she experienced after the After party!

Yes, Zhou Yuanchuan called it away at the party, and he was still waiting for me!

Qiao Qiao sighed and felt extremely guilty. The other party was so tired that he insisted on seeing him, but he couldn't even fulfill a promise.

Then there was the award ceremony. Ah, I thought, Song Qiyan asked her to stop running around after party. Well, this is an impression. The party was held on the roof, and there were also a circle of hydrangeas near the railings.

And then…and…

Qiao Qiao tragically discovered what happened behind her and she had no impression of her at all!

No, no, right?Be more motivated!Why can't you remember it at all?!There are a few clips, too!

If his hands were free now, Qiao Qiao would definitely knock on his forehead mercilessly and beat the thing that was dropped at this critical moment first!

It’s been in vain that you have been raised for so many years!

She racked her brains to recall, not knowing when the door was opened, and her feet walked in silently, and then the door was closed again.

The slight clicking sound made by the lock when it was reset awakened Qiao Qiao. She suddenly looked up, and Liang Jize stood in front of her for only five steps, looking down at her.

In his hand, Qiao Qiao not only looked familiar, but also had something in his pocket that had been stolen by Qiao Qiao.

The worst premonition was fulfilled.

Mr. Liang... Qiao Qiao bowed his head with his destiny, and his tone was extremely sincere. I'm sorry.

Well, it seems that I have sobered up if I can recognize me.

Liang Jize dragged over a chair next to him, stacked his legs, and sat down lazily in front of Qiao Qiao. The car key was casually hooked on his fingertips and fiddled with it. Under the incandescent lamp, the silver car logo was extremely eye-catching.

Qiao Qiao sat down and said nothing. In fact, she was still confused. What happened to After party?Could it be that Song Qiyan didn’t come?Otherwise, why was she caught by Liang Jize?

The man's shiny leather shoes stretched over, holding Qiao Qiao's chin, forced her to raise her face to look at him. Liang Jize turned the ring on his middle finger and asked leisurely: Are you curious about how it fell into my hands?

Qiao Qiao looked at him with grievance. The meaning was very obvious. He must have used some disgraceful means.

Wrong.

Liang Jize's lips curled up, and he snapped his fingers. The wall on the side of Qiao Qiao suddenly darkened. It turned out to be a huge screen. After a flash, a surveillance video began to play on the screen. The video was filmed with a luxurious decoration. There was a grand piano in the middle. A girl was sitting on the piano bench with her back to the camera. She was throwing her invisible underwear away in front of Liang Jize. When she was about to take off her underwear, she was stopped by the man.

Qiao Qiao's eyes twitched, and she suddenly had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, the girl turned around, her familiar hairstyle and familiar appearance were Qiao Qiao himself, but she was just a silly smirk.

……

I...I'm drunk.Qiao Qiao defended dryly: That's not me.

This doesn't matter.Liang Jize turned off the screen and looked at the car keys in his hand. Although his eyes were not on Qiao Qiao, his tone was still standing tall.

He said: As long as you are in my hands now, it will be enough.