Laughing, the host always wants to escape

The anger that came from nowhere overwhelmed the remaining rationality in Jian Rong's mind.

He stepped forward, grabbed Hong Yizhou's arm with his left hand, then pulled it down hard, throwing him to the marble floor.

"Get out." Jian Rong's voice was low, and his deep black eyes were full of coldness.

"Brother Rong, didn't you give this beauty... to me?" Hong Yizhou swallowed and asked in a low voice.

"Yin Xia, send Young Master Hong back. All the drinks today will be charged to me. In addition..." He cast his eyes towards Tang Cuo on the bed, his tone full of coldness, "Young Master Hong's medical expenses will also be charged to me.

Yin Xia Wenyi, who was standing by, immediately stepped forward, held Hong Yizhou's arm with one hand, lifted him out, and closed the door.

As a wailing sound was heard at the door, Yin Xia grabbed his left arm and lifted it up. Then there was a "click" sound. Then Yin Xia let go of his hand and clapped his palms.

He looked down at Hong Yizhou who was crying and covering his arms, his eyes revealed a bit of contempt.

"What are you doing?" Hong Yizhou pointed at him with his other hand and cursed, "Do you know who I am? How dare you do this to me?"

"Mr. Rong said that the medical expenses will be charged to us, so Master Hong doesn't have to worry." As he said that, he took out his phone and dialed a number, "Come to the top floor and send Master Hong to the hospital."

"Okay, Assistant Yin." A voice came from the other side of the phone.

"It was clearly Brother Rong who gave the little beauty to me, but now he's going back on his word. Isn't he afraid that the cooperation between our two families will be terminated?" Hong Yizhou pursed his lips and looked at Yin Xia beside him.

Hearing his threatening words, Yin Xia chuckled and then slowly squatted down, "Master Hong, do you really think our Master Rong cares about cooperating with you? Who do you think you are?

I took you to play only because our Master Rong had some personal grudges with the Tang family, and you were just a tool chosen by our Master." As he said this, he put down his right hand, and then gently placed it on Hong Zhouyi's head.

Feeling the cold metal touching his forehead, Hong Yizhou swallowed his saliva, his eyes showing a bit of horror, "You... don't mess around..."

"Master Hong, please know your position clearly. I believe you can decide what to say and what not to say after you go out." Yin Xia stood up gently, looked at the figure running towards the two of them in the distance, and took a step back.

Before Hong Yizhou could recover from his shock, he was carried away by several men in black.

Yin Xia looked back at the closed door, then silently followed the group of men in black and left the top floor.

inside the room.

The smell that aroused lust made Tang Cuo twist his body constantly, his cheeks flushed, and his porcelain-white fingers kept hooking his collar.

Jian Rong's gaze became more and more profound. Perhaps he felt that there was something wrong with the smell in the house, so he opened the window to let the air flow.

Then he gently patted Tangcuo's cheek and called softly, "Tangcuo? Tangcuo?"

Seeing him moaning from time to time, Jian Rong's mind unconsciously recalled the scene in the rainforest when Tang Cuo was hiding in his arms. The soft touch made his lower abdomen feel hot.

“It’s hot... so hot..." Tang Cuo curled up his white legs and then kept moving them.

Jian Rong clenched her fingers slightly, then took out her cell phone and dialed the number.

"Ding ding..." After two beeps, the call was quickly connected. Jian Rong's voice was a little hoarse, "Mu Qingyue."

"Hey, Brother Rong, is there anything you want to talk to me about?" Mu Qingyue raised his voice and sounded in a good mood.

"What should we do if we are poisoned by that kind of medicine?" Jian Rong's tone was concise and to the point.

"That kind of medicine? Which one?" Mu Qingyue was a little confused.

"Aphrodisiac."

"Oh, there are people who dare to drug you? That's rare." Mu Qingyue smiled with interest, "If the drug is not strong, you can sober up with cold water. If it is strong, I suggest you go to the hospital or find someone to solve it directly."

"Yeah." Jian Rong didn't explain much to him and hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the "beep" sound coming from the phone, Mu Qingyue was speechless, "Men are really ruthless."

Jian Rong took a step forward, then bent down and picked up Tang Cuo, walking towards the bathroom. Jian Rong put him on the edge of the bathroom, then turned on the cold water to pour over him.

The momentary coolness offset the original heat in Tang Cuo's body, and his blurred eyes gradually became clearer. He raised his eyes to look at Jian Rong in front of him, and the sadness in his eyes became even stronger.

Seeing that he had regained some consciousness, Jian Rong pursed her lips and then turned away.

"What's wrong? Didn't Mr. Jian want to give me to someone else? Why are you back again?" Tang Cuo coughed twice, and her originally rosy face had turned a little paler.

"Or has Young Master Jian thought of another way to punish me? What does it mean this time? Young Master Jian wants to kill me?"

Hearing his address, Jian Rong frowned unconsciously, then said softly, "You can't die until your father is found." His tone was calm, without any emotion.

As he said this, he turned off the faucet above his head, walked out of the bathroom, then dialed the phone and said something unknown.

A few minutes later, he came back with a packed bag in his hand and threw it next to Tangcuo, "Change it and follow me."

"Change? Aren't the clothes I'm wearing picked by Young Master Jian himself? Why should I change them? I think they're very good." For some reason, Tang Cuo inexplicably wanted to piss him off.

[System detection, the attacker's hatred value has dropped to 70%.]

Knowing that he was in the wrong, Jian Rong just looked at him silently. After a long while, he said, "No, you can go to see your brother in this outfit."

……

You bastard, you threaten me again. You will regret it sooner or later...

Tang Cuo sighed, then said lightly, "Young Master Jian doesn't know any other means besides threatening others? Why? I want me to change clothes, but Young Master Jian won't go out. Does he have a habit of peeping at people changing clothes?"

Hearing this, Jian Rong did not stop but walked out quickly, leaving Tang Cuo alone sitting on the floor of the bathroom.

[Host, after ten minutes of system detection, you and the attacker will be assassinated in the same car. Please protect yourself carefully.]

"Xiao Ye, why do I feel like you have become a different person? You finally know how to think about the host?" Tang Cuo listened to his words and said thoughtfully.

[...]

"Forget it, I won't tease you anymore. In the current situation, it is not suitable for me to escape. I need to reduce the hatred value on him as soon as possible..." Tang Cuo's eyes flickered.

[The host can do what he wants, and the system will automatically block the pain for you.]

"Sensible." Tang Cuo snapped his fingers with a smile.

More than ten minutes later, Tangcuo changed his clothes and staggered out of the bathroom. His legs felt a little weak, probably because he had been soaking in cold water for too long.

When passing by Jian Rong, his legs and feet suddenly lost control and moved to the side, and then his whole body fell uncontrollably to the right.