Chapter 3

Hotel room.

Chen Qingqing takes a bath, blows his hair, opens his bag and plans to put on his pajamas to sleep, but he finds that

None of the things in her schoolbag are her own.

Chen Qingqing was in a panic.

It's over.

Wallets, Islamic acceptance letters, and some identification stuff are all in it.

What's going on? Is it a mistake? Nouveau riche:

, as like as two peas in the front desk,

was just like her.

Should be the wrong one at that time?

All of a sudden, the mobile phone rings in the schoolbag. It's the person's mobile phone, but the number of the incoming call is his own.

She picked it up quickly. "Hello, we have the wrong bag. Where are you? I'll go and get it from you. "

Listen to her voice to know that she is very anxious, Gu Nanxi thought, reported an address.

"Dihao nightclub, Gu Nanxi, I'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Qingqing is stunned for a moment. Is this the local tyrant before?

It sounds so soft.

However -

Dihao nightclub?

Night?

The sound of music is so loud that it frightens the eardrum.

On and off the stage, a group of young men and women swayed wildly, rubbing against each other.

Chen Qingqing frowned subconsciously.

Fortunately, she went to the hotel lobby to borrow a set of cosmetics before she came, which made her ugly a lot.

If not, it would be too unsafe for a beautiful woman like her to go to night clubs in the middle of the night.

She went straight to the front desk.

"I'm looking for Gu Nanxi. Where is he?"

"Box 808."

"Thank you. Which direction is the box?"

The bar staff impatiently pointed out a way for her, Chen Qingqing said thanks to leave.

Box 808? This is 806. It should be right in front.

Chen Qingqing was looking for the way seriously, and suddenly --

"bang!" It's a sound.

A drunkard came out of the box, and the whole person bumped into her. She dodged with disgust on her face.

"Hello, stinky girl, I want to go when I hit me?"

Chen Qingqing raised his eyebrows and said, "otherwise?"

"Either lose money or play with Laozi -"

Chen Qingqing was shocked. Nowadays, it is popular to touch porcelain in nightclubs?

What's more, it's not a person.

The man called, the box door was opened, and a group of people rushed out.

Chen Qingqing immediately became nervous.

She is not afraid of one person, but she has no ability to fight against a group of people.

In my heart, I can't help sighing about my bad luck. What happened to me!

"I'm not very good, but I'm still in a good shape. Let's go in and have fun with the great men."

With that, these people are going to pull her into the box.

All of a sudden, a young man who was very familiar with Chen Qingqing passed by her side as if nothing had happened

Motherfucker! How can you help her?

What about the discipline?

"Hello! Hooligans. "

The young man looked back and saw her. He was astonished and said, "did you chase me here?"

Chen Qingqing Han, even if you are beautiful, you can't be so beautiful?

"Don't worry, I didn't come to you, but I need your help now."

"Can I help you? Aren't you very good? " Situ Feng sneered.

He didn't forget that it was this woman who nearly caught him.

Save her? How is that possible?

He is not the Virgin mother -

Chen Qingqing frowned, and it seems that the boy did not mean to help her at all

She had imagined in her mind a hundred ways to kill him when she met again.

What a narrow road!