Chapter 1563 Xia Waner Chapter 77
Xia Wan'er looked at him in shock. It turned out that Murong Qiao had really come to this world.
He was so good at pretending that she had been with him for such a long time without even noticing!
No, she couldn't just sit there and wait for death.
Xia Wan'er tried her best to stand up by holding the wall and stretched out her hand to open the door.
But Murong Qiao was one step faster than her and blocked the door first, staring at her with bloodthirsty madness.
Xia Wan'er had no choice but to run back to the table. Seeing the fruit knife on the fruit plate, she immediately grabbed it and pointed it at Murong Qiao, pretending to be dumb and said, "Teacher Shangguan, I don't understand what you are talking about. Our play is clearly about the emperor and Yan Mumu."
"Emperor?" Murong Qiao smiled sarcastically and walked towards her, "Wan'er, you really haven't changed. Are you still thinking about being the queen?"
Xia Wan'er saw him getting closer and closer to her, and hurriedly shouted, "I don't know what's wrong with you, but I warn you not to come over, otherwise I will be rude to you!"
"It's a meeting between old lovers anyway, so this is not good." Murong Qiao just turned sideways and easily dodged Xia Wan'er's fruit knife.
Before Xia Wan'er could react, the knife in her hand had been taken away by Murong Qiao, and was thrown out directly and stuck straight into the door.
The two had a huge difference in strength, and Xia Wan'er had no power to resist at all!
"Wan'er, stop struggling. You belong to me. Otherwise, you wouldn't have come here with me." Murong Qiao reached out to touch Xia Wan'er's face. His eyes were bloodshot, his mouth was grinning, and his face was almost distorted.
"No, get out of here!" Xia Wan'er's throat was still hurting. She was always paying attention to his movements. Seeing this, she quickly dodged to the side.
But she didn't expect that this would anger Murong Qiao. He pulled Xia Wan'er's hand with one hand, pressed her head and threw her to the ground.
Xia Wan'er couldn't dodge in time, and her head hit the one-way glass wall of the VVIP room directly. There was a buzzing in her head. I just felt that the head on that side was gone. It was numb for a long time before I felt the burning pain. My eyes were black, and I was dizzy. My consciousness was a little dazed, and there was a sweet and fishy smell in my mouth.
She subconsciously touched the back of her head, but she didn't feel wet.
There should be no bleeding.
She forced herself to open her eyes, and saw Murong Qiao standing in front of her condescendingly: "Wan'er, even if it's you, you can't disobey me."
He half squatted down, his eyes moved down from Xia Wan'er's beautiful face, and stopped at her somewhat messy collar. His eyes were bloodthirsty and wild. He licked his dry lips and said with unsatisfied interest: "It's been so many years, and now you are much more mature and charming than in the Great Zhou. After a long separation, the gentle love is what we should have."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and directly tore open Xia Wan'er's collar.
The delicate and small button was bounced out, rolled to the ground, and disappeared.
It was like Xia Wan'er's heart, falling into the abyss.
Xia Wan'er only felt disgusted and frightened about Murong Qiao.
She wanted to hide, but she couldn't muster the energy. Qiao Mingye's face flashed through her mind, and she regretted it.
"Stop it." Xia Wan'er tried to push him away, but it didn't work.
"What?" Murong Qiao grabbed her collar, forcing her to half-raise her body and face him, "Do you think you have room to refuse?"
Xia Wan'er held his hand tightly, her face pale: "This is a society ruled by law, you can't do this to me...!"
"Really?" Murong Qiao sneered, dragged her close to the one-way viewing glass facing the terminal hall, pressed her face directly on it, stared at the dense crowd below, his face full of ferocious excitement: "Then I will enjoy you in front of these people, I want to see who can punish me!"