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The door of the box was knocked open, and seeing Zhang Yiyan lying on the ground, Yan Junge's heart skipped a beat and he rushed in in a hurry. He looked at the blindfolded person and confirmed that he was still breathing, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Half-kneeling on the ground, he leaned down, "Yanyan, Yanyan, Yanyan, can you hear me? Yanyan!"

He didn't dare to move his hands, for fear that Zhang Yiyan would have internal injuries and cause secondary damage. He was so anxious that his eyes turned red.

The people who followed reacted quickly, immediately cordoned off the area and called an ambulance.

After calling out several times, Zhang Yiyan finally responded, "Yan Junge~"

"Yanyan, I'm here, I'm here, tell me where you're hurt!"

Zhang Yiyan raised his hand slightly, and was immediately grabbed. He felt relieved when he felt the familiar breath. His voice was very soft, but everyone could hear it clearly, "I was drugged and I have no strength. Take me away!"

"Okay! Let's go!" Yan Junge saw his clothes being torn off, his eyes being blindfolded, and he fell limply to the ground. He couldn't imagine what would have happened if he had come a little later.

He carried the man horizontally, and the others made way. Huang Yong immediately went to the front to clear the way, "Brother Yan, the ambulance will be here soon. Let the doctor check Brother Zhang."

Zhang Yiyan buried his face in Yan Junge's arms, his thin body shrank, "No, I want to go back!"

Yan Junge looked down at his eyes covered with cloth, and thinking of his injury, he bent down and kissed his forehead distressedly, "Yanyan, be good, check if there is any problem so that I can rest assured!"

He shook his head, raised his chin and whispered in her ear, "No, I want Yang energy!"

Yan Junge paused, almost forgetting about this, lowered his head and gently kissed her lips, saying softly, "Okay~ Yanyan, don't go to the hospital, take a picture of the evidence, and we'll go back, okay~"

He turned to Huang Yong and said, "Dayong, arrest Zhu Yujun. Check all the surveillance cameras and cups in the KTV. Also check Song Qing!"

Huang Yong looked at Yan Junge's serious face, then looked at Zhang Yiyan who seemed to have no strength to speak, and said loudly, "Yes!"

He quickly looked at Zhang Yiyan's condition. His clothes were torn open, and there were scratches on his exposed shoulders. With his ability, how could he be treated like this? It would make sense if he was drugged and lost his ability to resist.

After arriving at the KTV, Zhang Yiyan drank two cups, one for the wedding wine with Yan Junge, and the other for the cup that Song Qing handed over! Gritting his teeth, he immediately called other people to arrest the man together.

They soon arrived at the entrance of the KTV. There was an ambulance parked in front of the door. Yan Junge carried the person up and explained the situation. The doctor immediately examined him and Huang Yong was responsible for taking photos as evidence.

After the examination, Yan Junge carried Zhang Yiyan away, and Huang Yong called a designated driver.

Jiang Wei, Yao Yuan, and Chen Mo were a little worried and had been waiting outside. They finally had time to ask, "How is it? Are you okay?"

Huang Yong handed the three people cigarettes and sighed, "The doctor checked it out and found it was just a skin injury. He took blood for testing and the results will be out tomorrow."

Thinking of Zhang Yiyan's blood being drawn just now, Yan Junge's eyes were red with pain, and Huang Yong felt bad too. They were drugged right under their noses and almost got into trouble, which made them feel suffocated. Moreover, Yan Junge specifically asked him to send the blood back to the bureau for testing and not let anyone else have it.

Blowing out a smoke ring, "Brother Yan said to control Song Qing and her friend!"

The three of them looked at each other and nodded, "If we can't find the cup and there is no direct evidence, will Lao Yan still arrest Song Qing?"

"Catch her! She has a motive!" Huang Yong threw the cigarette butt and crushed it hard.

"have to!"

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The designated driver was very professional and said the necessary words when getting in the car, "Hello, I am your designated driver, and I am happy to serve you."

"Before starting your journey, please check if there is any damage to the exterior of the vehicle and that the items inside the vehicle have been packed."

"Please fasten your seat belts, we'll be leaving soon. If you have any special requests or route preferences, please feel free to let me know."

Yan Junge was holding someone in the back seat. After listening to him for a long time, he interrupted him and prepared to go to the nearest residence. "Tianyuan Waterfront, hurry up!"

"Okay, now we are heading to your destination, Tianyuan Waterfront. Estimated time of arrival is..."

"Shut up! Drive faster!"

"..."

"If you say one more word of nonsense, you will get a bad review."

"!!!Okay!" Wang, who had just worked as a designated driver for three days, burst into tears! Aren't people who drive luxury cars usually very good-tempered? Why is this guy so fierce? Woohoo! He didn't even finish the words he had carefully prepared!!!

Yan Junge carefully adjusted his sitting position so that Zhang Yiyan could nestle in his arms more comfortably. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips, "Yanyan, are you feeling better? Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

Shaking his head, he slid his fingers along the thick and strong chest muscles to the shoulders, then tilted his head back and groped to kiss Yan Junge's chin, and then to his mouth. When their lips touched, he licked her with his tongue, and said in a low and ambiguous voice, "Yan Junge, kiss me, I feel uncomfortable~"

The line of rationality almost broke in an instant. To him, Zhang Yiyan was the most powerful aphrodisiac in the world. This sentence was like a bomb thrown into the crater of a volcano. The gushing heat almost fused the two of them.

The tongue was like a hot torch, constantly exploring, outlining Zhang Yiyan's outline. The big hands were not idle either, reaching into his clothes, stroking along the lines of his spine and moving downwards.

The kiss became more and more urgent, holding the red lips and gently rolling them, then sliding to the neck to suck and bite. Zhang Yiyan softened in his arms, his slender white fingers wrapped around the man's neck, responding passionately in the darkness.

The man's breathing became heavier. He held the slender waist of the person in his arms with one hand to prevent him from slipping, and pulled his belt with the other hand.

(⊙o⊙)...

Ahhhhhhhh (⊙o⊙)ah!

The designated driver, Xiao Wang, in the cab's seat, had already turned red in the face. He didn't know why these two people started quarreling in front of him over a disagreement.

Ahhhhhhhhhh! ! ! !

Seeing that the destination would be reached after passing the traffic light, he decided to persevere, Aa ...

“Click!” He seemed, seemed, to hear the sound of a belt buckle being unfastened. What the hell was he holding on to!!!

I don’t have the hobby of watching other people’s performances live, help!!!

Wang, who had just worked as a designated driver for three days, was on the verge of collapse. Help! ! !

He passed the traffic light, turned, braked suddenly, stopped, unbuckled his seat belt, and jumped out of the car almost as if escaping. He did not forget to end the conversation with the designated driver, "Thank you for choosing me as your designated driver. I hope you have a pleasant night."

At this point, he obviously bit his tongue, slammed the car door, and said as he ran, "If you are satisfied with my service, please give me a good review, thank you!"

On the fourth day, the designated driver, Mr. Wang, had changed his career!!!