Bone erosion crisis: Young Master Lu, don't come here unharmed

Lu Weixin was already incoherent, but his rationality was still there, he knew to put the blame on that woman, as long as he went in and caught that woman, at least he wouldn't have to die so badly, right?

The man wearing gold-rimmed glasses ignored Lu Weixin's confusing address, and frowned slightly: "Woman?"

Lu Weixin nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, yes, a woman ran into my uncle's room! I saw it with my own eyes! Crazy woman! Don't let her hurt my uncle!"

At this time, the hotel manager heard the news, rushed over anxiously, and said to the man with glasses respectfully: "Secretary Zhuo, what can I do for you? Or is there anything Master Lu needs?"

"Secretary Zhuo..." Lu Weixin yelled, and finally knew what to call this man with gold-rimmed glasses. He is now a skinned fox. The real tiger is in 1227. He can't play any prestige Get up, behave like a grandson.

Zhuo Buyan was still indifferent, but with a little concern, he said to the hotel manager: "I need to open the door of Young Master Lu's room to check the situation inside."

The hotel manager immediately took out the universal room card and said, "Secretary Zhuo, please."

"Well, Secretary Zhuo, I..." Lu Weixin was also very anxious, eager to know what was going on inside. If the woman he brought in hurt or frightened Young Master Lu, he was so far away. The "relatives of the emperor" who can't be far away will be paid here today, right?

Zhuo Buyan turned his head, frowned and glanced at them.

The hotel manager immediately stopped Lu Weixin: "Sir, please leave this place with me, 1227 does not allow other people to enter. Go this way—"

The idlers were all taken down, and there was no third person on the whole floor. Zhuo Buyan opened the door of room 1227, and the strong smell of alcohol and cigarettes came to his face. Was beaten and smashed.

Zhuo Buyan sighed, and continued to walk in. Behind the large Chinese-style carved screen was a bed. There was no one on the bed, and a strange voice came from the innermost direction.

Zhuo Buyan quickened his pace, and only then turned around a half-covered door. In the darkness, he saw two people entangled on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window...

"Uh..." Zhuo Buyan only glanced at it, and immediately backed out.

He recognized it, the man above was Lu Muchen, as for the woman, he didn't know, maybe it was the crazy woman that person said just now.

However, judging from the intensity, Lu Shao obviously took the initiative, and the woman could only bear it passively and could not resist.

Zhuo Buyan pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and gently closed the door.

There are sleeping pills on the bedside table, and the bottle of hard liquor is also empty. The man inside who delivered the medicine with wine did not go to the farewell ceremony for the body today, so Zhuo Buyan asked him to take away the urn and the cruel words that life and death will never meet again. , Sheng Zhixia should have been burned to ashes, and maybe she had been sprinkled into the sea as he wished, so can he really not forgive?

Live, do not forgive, die, do not forgive.

Since he didn't forgive, why did he fly back on No.40 [-]th after Sheng Zhixia's death?
No.40 Nine Days, according to folklore, it is the last night of resurrection of the dead.If they still can't meet each other in the last night, then after dawn, Sheng Zhixia, a woman, will completely disappear from the world.

……

In a dark room.

Sheng Zhixia was in despair.

Being dragged into the darkness, unable to see everything in front of him clearly, this drunken man acted like he was crazy, he held her in his arms mercilessly, pried open her mouth and her body, drove straight in, ruthlessly Violent and violent, she didn't give her any chance to resist.

The man was so strong that he almost cut off Sheng Zhixia's waist and crushed her body until she turned into ashes and became a part of him.

"Don't..." Sheng Zhixia trembled under him, her fingers pinched deeply into the man's back, she didn't have the strength to push him away, she could only let him be slaughtered, let the man wreak havoc in her body, she tilted her head to face Looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows——

There is a huge and bright moon hanging in the sky, and there is not a single star missing. When did Jincheng have such a beautiful moon?

It was indeed a dream.

Nightmare.

At the last moment, she didn't know what she blurted out, and the man bit her tongue violently, not allowing her to speak again.