Chapter 179: How Can I Be a Gentleman If You Are Like This?

Murong Yuyan seemed to be very hot, she waved her white little hand and fanned the wind, pulled the clothes on her chest in a daze, and nestled softly in Gao Leng's arms, she was wearing a white gauze skirt, her hair was partially scattered, and the other part was tied with a small bow on her back, like her ancient costume on TV, pure and elegant. ◇↓頂◇↓Point◇↓Small◇↓ said,

Of course, there is a premise for this fairy appearance, that is, the premise that her skirt is not transparent......

The fire alarm spray drenched Yu Yan's gauze skirt semi-wet, and the whole thing was attached to her delicate body, and the gauze skirt was wet and fleshy, and it was sticky and transparent all of a sudden, just like not wearing it.

It's unbearable to look at it so closely.

Gao Leng glanced down, gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed his inner thoughts.

"I'm so hot, I'm so hot......" Murong Yuyan was obviously getting more and more restless, Gao Leng simply picked her up, gently put her on the sofa, and then got up and walked to her mother's side, and took a closer look.

I saw that her mother was breathing evenly, her face was ruddy, and she looked like she was drunk and asleep, while Murong Yuyan was soft but still conscious, and she was hot.

"It's so uncomfortable, I'm so uncomfortable. Murong Yuyan was lying on the sofa and kept twisting her body, completely losing the cold appearance on the TV screen.

Gao Leng glanced at her, gritted his teeth, and immediately turned around and picked up the problematic juice on the wine cabinet, opened it and smelled it.

If you smell it carefully, it seems to have a sour taste, and there is medicine in the juice, that's for sure. It's just that Murong Yuyan and her mother drank it, and it doesn't seem to be one.

Gao Leng looked at the wine glass again and noticed something unusual.

Under Murong Yuyan's wine glass, there was a little bit of white powder, and when I smelled it, it tasted astringent.

It seems that there is a medicine in this juice that makes people sleep, and the medicinal properties are not strong, Yu Yan's mother drank wine and drank this juice, so she just fell asleep, and Murong Yuyan drank the juice, and this white powder was additionally added, obviously, it was a chun's medicine.

Gao Leng pondered for a while, presumably someone would come up soon, and the security guards would definitely call the police, and if the media knew about it, they would definitely grab something and write it frantically.

For example: the pure jade girl competes for the heroine and plays a love game with the producer

Murong Yuyan competed for the role and did not hesitate to use drugs to fascinate the director

Etcetera.

The media always likes to find contrasts, and the greater the contrast, the more sensational it becomes. Murong Yuyan has always been the image of the fairy sister on the screen, and if this matter is exposed, it will definitely be a big hype.

Gao Leng is a mediar, but Yu Yan is the woman he wants.

The media wants to touch his woman? No way.

"It's cold, it's on fire, I'm so hot, get my mother out first. Fine beads of sweat appeared on Murong Yuyan's forehead, her voice was extremely weak, Gao Leng hurriedly walked over and sat next to her, he thought for a while and said: "Yuyan, now I have to take you away immediately, there is no fire here, it is a fire alarm that I lied about, it is estimated that someone will come up in a while, presumably the media will come to interview, the Jade Hotel is a big hotel, the fire is a big deal, if the media finds you like this, the news will be very hyped." ”

"I'm like this? What's wrong with me? How can I drink juice and lose my energy, I'm so hot, the media? No...... The media can't photograph me like this, my clothes... Oh, my clothes are so see-through, you are not allowed to look at them...... I can't be photographed by the media. Murong Yuyan's voice was weak but more and more charming.

Gao Leng glanced at her body, and the fire in her heart was burning.

It was the second time he had seen her body, but it was even more seductive than the first, the thin wet white veil, the wet body, and the writhing body as the drug began to react.

Gao Leng only felt that his head was a little buzzing, he quickly looked away, and exhaled deeply: "Okay, I won't let the media photograph you, you leave with me first, and I'll pick up your mother later, in fact, your mother is very safe here, someone will come up this time, and the people in the hotel won't let your mother get hurt." ”

After speaking, Gao Leng got up, quickly took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the scene, pulled the tablecloth of the wine cabinet from the wine cabinet and covered her, covered her head, and directly picked up Murong Yuyan and ran downstairs.

As soon as I ran to the fifth floor, I heard someone knocking up, and when I heard this movement, it was the fire brigade coming, and I shouted coldly: "There are people in room 208! There are people in room 208!"

After shouting, Gao Leng ran towards another staircase, Yu Yan was very quiet in his arms, but the restless heat waves on her body attacked Gao Leng one after another.

It didn't take long for him to dodge left and right, some people were still running down one after another, no one noticed Gao Leng too much, they were all busy running for their lives, even if the queen of heaven was there, no one watched.

Soon I arrived downstairs, and the black pressed a large group of people, including hotel staff, guests, and a bunch of people watching the excitement.

Gao Leng lowered his head, and ran straight to the opposite hotel with Murong Yuyan in his arms, the room has not yet been retreated, let her stay there first, he walked in a hurry, and the attention of the surrounding people was focused on the upstairs, the 11th floor, no one noticed Gao Leng at this moment, and the person in his arms was the national sister, Murong Yuyan, who was known as the fairy sister.

She was firmly covered by Gao Leng with a tablecloth, and soon left the place of right and wrong.

"The man...... Sister, is that person cold?" A business car near the Jade Hotel came from a rather puzzled voice, and a hand with bright red nail polish pointed to Gao Leng who hurriedly left, walking directly to the hotel across the street.

It was Little C, she shook her head vigorously in a drunken daze, and pushed the Big C next to her.

Big C fell into the car seat like a puddle of mud early, and was drunk and unconscious, but her agent's head poked out, and after a glance, her face darkened: "Is it the paparazzi who took Fuji Jiazhi away at the last dinner?" ”

"Who's in his arms?"

"It doesn't matter who he's holding in his arms, it's important that he doesn't have a picture of us at the dinner just now, and if so, that's bad. The agent's words were cold and piercing with strong hostility.

Gao Leng carried Murong Yuyan into the room, gently put her on the bed, quickly walked to the window, closed the curtains, and turned around again.

Seeing Murong Yuyan twisting her body, she was pulling the wet gauze skirt on her body indiscriminately, the gauze skirt had already been lifted to her waist, a pair of ** coiled and twisted, sometimes stirred together, sometimes greatly separated.

And the pink pants underneath are even more springy, and a trace of moisture seeps out.

"Hot ...... Hot...... What to do....... what to do...... Under the weather...... I'm so uncomfortable...... Gao Leng, help me, help me. Murong Yuyan's voice was infinitely forbearant and charming, and as her body kept twisting, Gao Leng's heart was itching as if she had been bitten by thousands of insects.

It seems that the drug has flare-up.

Gao Leng took a deep breath, his teeth creaking.

He is not a villain like Yin Zhiping, taking advantage of Xiaolongnu's inability to resist and taking away her for the first time, but the problem is, Murong Yuyan, you twisted your clothes and didn't say anything, and you kept shouting for him to help.

"You are like this, how can I be a gentleman?!" Gao Leng cursed in a low voice, with fire in his eyes, enough to burn himself.

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